Weaponized Tear
Constant readjustments
to build trust
of people who
continue to take
advantage of us
The tears of
their mothers,
daughters,
grandmothers
can take the lives
of our fathers,
grandfathers,
sons
No chance to
defend ourselves,
for savages
have no say
in their impeccable,
uncontaminated communities
Our word
against their tears,
our truth
palpably nonexistent
our lives have no value
against the tears
of our antagonists
Know your place boy –
years after they have
raped us
of our dignity
Deceit spew
from their lips
like wine from
a drunkard’s cup
For delayed justice
is justice denied
in the minds
of those who must have
The wasted libations
take the life of a family man
because the white tear
makes demands
that forces the hands
of lady justice,
even if –
an innocent man
must pay the price
It remains hard
to fight against
the weaponized tear
a weapon possessed
by a selected tier
who already carry strength
in misguided fear
Make no mistake
the power they convey
in what others deem
as a rudimentary
White Tear
Nuff snaps!
This poem made me grit my teeth.