Don'T Shoot the Messenger
Don’t shoot when
you see a coffee-coated
vessel
Imbued with historical
cattle-prodding,
showcasing a collective consciousness
trampled
Into submission by years
of crocodile tears
and homestead
domestication.
Don’t shoot when
your glass house
is pelted
by pellets of retribution,
Champagne corks long-overdue,
and representation worthwhile.
Don’t shoot when
you see me or we
absorb the scars
Of our mothers and fathers
And make joyful noise
One pellet at a time.
Don’t shoot the messenger.
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