#3- Of Violence

 http://www.cnn.com/2017/01/19/politics/trump-inauguration-protests-womens-march/

http://www.cnn.com/2017/01/19/politics/trump-inauguration-protests-womens-march/

There is blood

on the inside of my hood

 

it’s somewhere

between crimson

and scarlet

 

it’s violence

 

it has been earned

from every minute

pushing through

the streets of DC.

 

There is glass

in my boots from

stomping past

the Starbucks

with its corporate

cascade of shattered

panels

 

it’s violence

 

But it wasn’t us

wading in the wind

chanting until

our throats tore

they will hear us—

 

my father marches

within me everytime

this hood hides my face

every time the stun

grenades toss us

to the asphalt

 

in Moscow

he said all men had to bow

there was no one left

in those cold streets

it’s violence

but this is America

 

this is America

he said