His Brothers Keeper, In Florida Poem by James McLain

Not being able to vote, I'm white your black.
Not being able to serve on a jury.
Half of male blacks are made into convicted felons.
The throw away whites like me are acceptable.
To keep the blacks from voting.
To keep the blacks off of juries.
In Florida a south park token,
is not a true representation of the community.
The scales of justice are governed by,
well educated Republicans.
Knowing you will vote for Democrats.