cHIEF jUSTICE rICHARDSON
                                    
                                                  bY mStMUSZE
                                                  copyright 2005


justice?

a slave knows not the term

whether
slave slave
slavin up grades
nothing but a’s
with words in essays
about back in those days
when terrorism…, was our only education

we did
bleed bleed
on the roots of southern trees

we did
die die
trying to learn the abc’s
and how to read, how to write
and how to think

bout injustice man can do
without so much as time to blink
or even wink, at the juror in his seat
looking like some calm hyena
bout to rape some lamb in heat

saith any man
who’s gone to court in this bad land
and who’s features and demeanor
let us know, he’s afrkan

“everybody’s there
especially us beyond our share
being judged by talking heads
large and white who don’t play fair”

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