Tears

By Jessie Tornabe
One day we’ll be free, 
Tears galore, blood on the carpet, 
Rat’s nest hair, police with guns, 
Anti movements, at war, 
But I guess it’s what they have come for,
The glass on the ground, bloody knees, 
We’ve seen this before, 
“God bless America”,
But have we come to become these, 
These monsters, these villains, 
Those crooks and these thieves, 
They’ve been living lives, 
Based on lies, 
Not facts but on fiction, 
They never apologize, 
 Someday if we keep breathing on, 
We’ll be saved, no evil plots, 
The death toll strikes, 
infection rates, 
It may save us from their filth, 
It has caused a big riff, 
Right down the middle of us, 
Crying for reconciliation, 
We are still breaking,
But we are together. 
Forever.