screaming from the hot summer asphalt
BLACK LIVES MATTER.
Yellow on black.
There are injured people on the ground
screaming from the hot summer asphalt
BLACK LIVES MATTER
Red on black.
There are desperate people marching,
screaming along the hot summer asphalt
BLACK LIVES MATTER
They read the names of those killed
even as they are shoved
sprayed
pelted
knocked off bicycles and off their feet
by officers of the law.
My kindergarten, first grade teacher's voices
ring in my memory "Police officers are the helpers".
I whitely believed.
Naive.
Now I see video clip memes
of officers shaking hands, patting shoulders,
being the neighbors and friends
but never clearly denouncing
what their battle-armored enforcement brethren are doing.
Brethren.
Red on black
old people with canes knocked to the ground,
passersby on bikes swarmed and beaten,
peaceful protesters with billy clubbed cracked jaws, missing teeth,
rubber bullets ricocheting off the bodies of reporters,
collateral damage of
pepper sprayed children--
all and more the victims of battle frenzied police officers
that school children are still
supposed to believe
are the helpers.
Lies.
Lies.
And the proof is in the blood on the ground
all around.