Soulless Demon

The shots ring out loud and clear

but crooked cops turn a deaf ear

A families eyes filled with tears

for the loss of their loved one

who has only been here for 18 yrs.

His blood permeates through the 

street as the officer who gunned

him down stands at his feet

As the protesters began to fill

the street police come armed

and ready to send another child

back to our daddy

The guilty conscious of that one

man will break his soul in half

and in the minds of every cop

will be a solmn memory of

Mike Brown who was shot on 

the block by a soulless demon

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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