Mob Injustice

I was not in a wrong place Neither was it a wrong time when I met my fate I was unarmed with my sweat’s worth Another day’s dime in my pocket I was confronted by a flood tide of an angry crowd Their faces were unrecognizable, the voices too loud I looked over my shoulder, there was no one in sight Pointed accusing fingers rose, I started to take flight It was too late to escape, the tide caught my feet My whole body was stampeded and I failed to breathe I tried to hang on to life but my arms where weak I could not swim to safety, the shore was bleak My defenseless body succumbed to the violence In the attacking mob’s fuming eyes I saw hell’s darkness As I gasped for breathe My soul was unshackled from the earth I ascended into the heavens in God’s hands As my blood was dripping from my attackers palms The vengeance became senseless, guilt swallowed their hearts They left the scene heads down, could not look God in the eye But I was now free like a bird Rising above clouds the feeling transcends flying I thought I would be dead But on God’s right, I have just become undying I cry for you now, you who are ladened with hate I cry for you because the blood of the innocent is never drying SAY NO TO MOB INJUSTICE It is an injustice to an innocent soul, to your own soul and to all