Saturday, February 10, 2018



Sixteen in fifteen
News anchors are the score emcees 
Live at six in the evening screen 
Videotaped down on Main Street
On site at the eye-opening scene  
Procured to entertain viewers like you and me

Sixteen in fifteen
Projectiles racing like thoroughbreds against time
One point zero six flashing strokes for every inch
Of blunt pocket knife whipping the muggy night 
Swarming gnats and houseflies hover over 
Stripped sinew, splintered bone, singed skin...

Sixteen in fifteen 
Infrared-guided missiles flaring in the dark of night 
Arms, torso, and legs soaking the ground
A pool of warm blood slowly flowing… releasing
Anger and confusion on their way to be misunderstood
(AKA justified actions in the name of public trust.)

Sixteen in fifteen
Flashes in the name of self-defense
Bullet holes in riddled fallen flesh
Justice once again shrouded in shame
Badged blind blues have saved the day again 
While the streets are stained in universal red.

Sixteen in fifteen
There are no magic bullets here… the evidence is clear
The score keepers tidy up their throats and deliver
Live in digitized color and at lightening speed
Reaching out to you… in the comfort of your living room
Spoon-feeding the juicy news concocted just for you and me.

Sixteen official blue bullets and one less 
Faceless invisible threat in fifteen seconds or less… 

The network anchors are always there to entertain you and me.

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