We standby and standstill to the violence in front of us
Take the front row, the drivers seat, watch
Until the same violence takes it’s toll on us
Waiting for the one that shouts “me too”
dinning with the one that roots for “not all men”
And blue and white matter too tho
postpone the drama but we shall all feel the effects
Trauma, spreads like black coffee in water
Our bond was for yesterday
But today we are all sensitive
To the black coffee in the water
Deal with it