Yesterday's Crime Poem by Aaron Frank

Long ago in a land unknown
We were victims of our own
Imaginations
Seeds were sown for our destruction

An ugly place with an ugly face
Rejected by those who declined to race
Just let em win ya
When time is right no longer mice

The only land that they know
Where we reap and sow and grow
It is home now
It's full of life and strife rife with inequity

Backwards thinking I would prefer
Forgetting, can't forget completely
Be a shame to return
Heart would burn with evil fire

A little wired, agitation
Contemplation, rejection
Of certain tendencies
Still have anger towards what I see evil to be

The tell me to live in love
Nothing but black and white
Day and night both required
To free this fool from the mess he's in

For the world, you know I heard
A little bird singing,
There's beauty here 'tis unclear
Just how this mess is for the best