there is good news for all the people
who are too good and too smart for God:
He has no more plans for them
He is done with them
He is no longer watching out for them

the seals might have finally been breaking, but
the racist firecrackers were going off
so they could not hear

though the valley carries sound all the way up the hill
why just the night before
i had heard the sirens

approaching the interstate
where the all mighty women
flew across the highway
soon to die for nothing,
soon to die for themselves
and only themselves, but still nothing
how the almighty women flew

what will you do
when cancel culture cancels you
and you lose your job to one of those little white/asian/hispanic/arabic/whatever kind is not you kids
who report you to HR for being an uncle tom and a race traitor
and get you fired because it's the only
right thing to do to end all the racial divisiveness
caused in this country
all by donald trump and fredrick douglas of course

she put down her coffee cup
upon a coaster
huge slippers on her swollen feet

and sighed a satisfied sigh
of one who had just finished reading
all the comments on a NYT's article
about BLM
enraged in agreement
that kind of satisfied sigh

set down her coffee cup
upon a coaster
yelled at her foster son
about how she was a single mother
in a world so racist

after yelling at her foster son
she decided being a good person
meant showing her foster son
the wonderful world of chaz
where the undispersed crowd
would save all the single mothers
from a world so racist
it was the only right thing to do

with the day

she put down her coffee cup
upon a coaster
huge slippers on her white swollen feet

and sighed a satisfied sigh
of one who had just finished reading
all the comments on a NYT's article
about BLM
enraged in agreement
and declared Martin Luther King Jr.
a racist, a race traitor, an uncle tom, and a facist
that kind of satisfied sigh

It falls like rain
Simple and plain
Dropplets riddle
Each other
And the ground moves them
Together

And in a pool
Recallers whirl
Darting away
As if
Run by some fool
Swiming like they would never reach the floor

Well you just stepped
In little waves
On which God knows how many wept
But where painters
Got their own caves

from chaz to chop
camped so cozy
all around the roadblock

faded rainbows in the crosswalk

it's too late
it took too long to matter
his enemies have yet to scatter

jenny plans to stay in her high tower
but rabid dogs now repudiate her power

(white kids, the kind who use to *******,
dragged the Black man out with his star spangled banner,
white kids, the kind who use to *******,
called him an uncle tom, a race traitor, a facist
white kids, the kind who use to burn crosses,
yelled **** trump and schooled
the Black man and his star spangled banner
on race relations, who to vote for and all the rest)

all his enemies right before they scatter
hanging rabid all around the roadblock
camped so cozy in the crosswalk

burdensome stone
burdensome stone
they can never leave this burdensome stone
alone
they would eat their own
to claim this burdensome stone
as their only own

i see you in your true form
even with your middle carved out
you believe in all your lies
maybe they are not your own
but they are still lies
policing language and thoughts
and dehumanizing the vulnerable

into gaping wounds
growing repulsive hair
even on the insides
where the depth is always lacking
and the sensation is shot
but the lies are never true

and cutting off what can never grow back
is all you  are ever compelled to do

what then, but finally realization
or just more lies

burdensome stone
burdensome stone
they can never leave this burdensome stone
alone
they would eat their only own
to claim this burdensome stone
as their eaten own

so proudly surrendered
to chains

He tries the heart
and He tries the reins

justice according to your lanes
He is angry every day

careful now, judgement might be coming your way
He is even angry on peaceful protest day