The morning after
raises its head
Despite an urge to just slack and nurse me cold
I was out running a few errands on the town
Eye-witness
location
Fake blood stains,
gritty shattered glass
gritty shattered glass
Someone has to clean up
Painted over graffiti
an abstract figurative painting
of "Hands up,
Don't shoot"
Don't shoot"
Murderers
it reads
Half-mast
for assassinated cops in Texas,
First time it has flown since
the last demonstration
took it down
What would Ali say?
How Oakland see itself
How it would like to be seen
The reality
is perhaps slightly
more predatory
But we even have our own
Homeland Security patrols
Big Capital intends
to follow San Francisco
and make this a real
machine for the wealthy
But they have to factor in
large numbers of the defiant
African-Americans
And large numbers
of Mexican-Americans
and the jails next door
Can we be intelligent enough to share?
A quilt of all colors
equal and worthy of respect
no ghastly rich,
no wretched poor?
No assault weapons,
no private arsenals,
no private armies
A democracy with personal privacy
and with a responsible
answerable
security apparatus
An up-link truck
moved in while I was out,
Just as every other night
still in late daylight,
A lady beds down peacefully
undisturbed by the cops
as they come and go
from headquarters
8 July 2016
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