The fists in the street rise
in solidarity
just a symbol
but the beat down is quick and sick
blood spills down the street like cans of red paint
police on horses with their batons
create bruises and scar tissue patterns
are we scared to rise up against are so called masters?
or will it be a disaster
maybe our upper lips are too stiff
or the memes and distractions too much of a gift?
Spiralling costs
are we lost?
in profit driven madness companies gains
the stains of the poor are blood sweat and tears
is humanity only governed by their fears
Are we too afraid or too tough
to say enough is enough.