sun's up, nobody's woke
Submitted on Tue, 08/01/2017 - 12:00am
we’re bleeding out
not only from the gun and knife
though we’re losing there, too
we’re bleeding out
potential
bleaching out
dark pools of creativity
taking a bucket and brush
to possibility
on the streets and stoops
brother to brother, mother to son, east side to west
a game of Chinese whispers
