Kyle RittenhouseA stupid little shit drives up from Illinois.
He has a gun. He's keen to strut the streets
Beside the cops, to threaten demonstrators.
Two of them come after him. They want him
And his gun to go, but, in the end, he shoots
Them dead, and guess what? Little shits
With guns go free, the white ones, anyway,
The ones who value property above some
Dark-skinned person's life. We haven't strayed
Too far from shackles, slave ships, cotton
And plantations. I suspect we never will.
I'm sure that shit agrees.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2021-11-20 at 01:40
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