Bulletproof
Red and blue lights in the night
A black and white drifting on rights
Empty hearts galvanized
Open palms weaponized
Hope flushing down the drain
Flooded by spits of acid rain
Voices rise in missiles and teargas
What is being said is anyone’s guess
Retaliating at the human wall
Eyes of coins raised fists must fall
Mothers screaming, ‘In mercy’s name’
A one-way street up in flames
A cold night in the light of darkness
Lanes hold hands as a symbol of oneness
Snipers take aim from atop the roof
But the soul is bulletproof..
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