Posted in Anti-violence, campaign, Unspoken spoken word

Terrorists in Uniform pockets full of Steel

Run for your life be light on your heels

Undercover thugs with their badges and their steel

Trigger happy pigs going back five decades

Remembering when you couldn’t even enter certain places

But what’s changed now?

You still see a brother running through the crowd

getting chased for being too black and proud

getting chased for using his voice and making sound

Uniforms are power and that just is the truth

Uniform speaks volumes even if it’s killing youths

Trayvon didn’t matter not to them not in the room

BANG BANG BANG George spitting on his tomb

Failed justice system

Failed government

Failing children

Failed president

You can sit in your cushy house nice and white

while your people getting slaughtered by the constitutional rights

You can sit with your family speak the Queen’s English

while the education system produces illiterates

Address the problems in your own society

before invading others

and making them your priority

betraying others

it’s a crime of superiority

and that just aint got a place in our struggle


So what’s gna change?

the blame lies where the blame is

and that just aint gna influence shit

So we stuck where we are

With nothing but words to translate the pain

of another man down and another betrayal

by the terrorists in uniform with pockets full of steel

-a.K.a-

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Author:

Hi, my name's Aisha and I am 24 years of age. I'm passionate about writing poetry. Sometimes, I don't know how to convey my thoughts in normal conversation but I can spin off a poem about what I am feeling in 5 minutes. Or less. Writing is my thing. Like it is a lot of people's 'thing' and sometimes the only 'thing' that is a sufficient outlet to stop us all from going crazy. There's a lot of pain and anxiety in my poems, but often relief, which I find hard to convey but manage to slip it in at the end with a reference from the Quran or a hadith. If you feel you recognise this same emotional attachment to words, then feel free to read my blog and do not hesitate to contact me, comment and subscribe! Peace, Aisha -a.K.a-

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