Just a matter of time, a second, a minute, a mishandled conversation
Undeniably, a showcase of true scrutiny, the underlying problem of society
Shot two lives, lost two innocent souls in broad daylight carelessly
Tired I guess, to escalate the situation, lost his
patience, Jon pulled his trigger
In the eyes of his daughter, A policeman, A hero, that’s my father
Cold as the ground where now two bodies lie, warm as the blood in their hands they will carry til they die
Everyone asked the same question that day, who do you call when the police murders today?
From every perspective you look, Pure evil always win against the weak who has no means to fight
Orchestrated by the one’s above, gave them a gun and an encouragement for the bullet Risked humane decency, no more empathy, just a quota to meet and a stomach to digest it
So many died for a due that doesn’t exist and no one payed the price Ornaments for the heroes wearing blue, walking with their bloody hands on their pocket No light was shed, no truth came out, thats the cycle and it goes on and continue Indicted they should’ve been but they were forgiven with no doubts or no clue Another story flushed down the drain, including the hopes and dreams of the forgotten
A call for the rotten to the core and to the one’s in control.
No more ignorance or playing deaf or playing god Don’t deny us our right and answer
For all the fathers, the mothers, the daughters and sons you coldheartedly took Ranging it has been for quite some time now, just answer and listen Arguments aren’t necessary please don’t shoot, please put the gun down No need to fight, no need for blood to spill
Know we are a waiting on the other line, we are not going wait for another flatline.
~ Call for the Rotten to the Core Poem by Jazzphen Ian Sequitin
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