hold up let's keep it real I see you weaving through the masses pockets full of whatever of whatever grabbed your attention this week now all you can do is hope you don't get caught trying hard not to show your guilt clawing at any minute chance of an escape from the powerful from the confinement brought upon you against your will against America's will walking slow enough to seem unaffected but quick enough not to draw suspicion you're a coward you're a thief someone should take you out "but my kids", you say "but my girl is struggling", you plead "but my ma is dying", you cry "but I lost my job and-" handcuffs sirens shame publicity rough life is freaking rough now all you can do is hope you don't get shot hold up
this isn't necessarily a thing written about Mike Brown. it is more modeled after the society we live in and its injustice. regardless, R.I.P Mike. praise you. praise peace.