Starry Stone Hone
My mind was once tranquil lavender...
An equal blend of blue and red.
Sometimes a tone darker or lighter depending upon the issue at hand.
Recently it's blooming only one color.
Because I've been told over and over.
To shut up-to not think independently.
To follow in lockstep the smoke and the bleating.
Think only like the riotous others...
And to this, the louder I'll speak.
I've been scolded and told I was born a racist.
Because my plumage is snow white.
But I've never painted a black person a thug.
I only judge by how one leads their life...
My heart has always been with the underdog.
Until they revived Jim Crow law
until they ran their mouths
shouted me down
kicked my heart about
like a rusted tin can.
I've been muzzled for endless months.
via a masked campaign of corruption and deception.
Been quarantined -jabbed again and again.
With marginal medicine and shady remedies.
They've threatened both livelihood and liberties.
My freedom and right just to be...
They've treated me as an animal.
Branded by their political blade.
Across the nape of freedom.
For the sake of power and
the God almighty dollar-
My Second Amendment is always under fire.
From the rose colored, self-righteous rioting crowd.
Now I wear a perpetual-conspiratorial frown.
My tongue inflamed with high-caliber rounds.
You've poked the eagle-ruffled its nest.
Now it's been fully awakened by the blowtorch
You've rammed inside its once peaceful head,
Its long dormant talons slowly unfurling.
Honing its beak on the starry stone of liberty...
Because for decades you've force-fed it.
A concoction of plastic-philosophical blues.
Now it's crowned in a shade of blood red.
It flies even higher and calls ever louder.
Because you've poked it -prodded and mocked it.
Until its patience completely bled out.
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