I believe in peaceful protest…

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.

Will they tell the story of…?

Police tape around skate parks

the way we avoided each other even before it got dark.

the panic buying of toilet rolls

The dull days inside, just one stroll allowed

the clapping for the nhs workers outside

the way the community came together

Somethings we should treasure

The video calling and time spent playing PlayStation games

The constant news feed and shaming of people who weren’t isolating

The time spent within our houses grating

cause of the sun shine outside

but we are still alive

we will fight on regardless…