I. we’re getting extensively bombed I can’t remember the last time we felt like the sky belonged to us
we leave home with masks hidden in our backpacks afraid of every movement feeling like we are the bad guys
they should be the ones afraid but the government, they say, is corrupt and we don’t know whom to trust
II. and while we were sleeping safely there were people who never slept at all there are no rubber bullets in the suburbs there are no cameras begging for justice
there is just pain, abuse and prejudice and bad things waiting to happen, and they always do
III. the city was darker last night, silent we didn’t hold any flags and didn’t shout any words we just awaited something to happen
gather, hope, sense suspect whatever words you are looking for to describe none of them will fit
none of them will be able to describe that feeling in the night sky
IV.* we left they said it would be suicide I don’t want to give up but maybe that’s it maybe they’ll win maybe they already did