Thugs Fitted With Uniforms Poem by Buxton Shippy
Thugs Fitted With Uniforms
Thugs fitted with uniforms,
Given badges and guns
To slaughter green unarmed,
Raising hands above the suns.
So comrades walked the streets,
Weeping and shouting in protest,
Daring one on the beat
To give justice to the oppressed.
Then tensions dim,
When wailing ceases,
And laughter rises above the brim;
Finding respite within reaches,
As the green unarmed
Recede from the storm.
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4/26/2024 10:59:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A bold poem on terror, the crime against humanity Boxton did carved the fact with this act, kudos 10...how are you?