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Revenge Is Too Damn Loud

Signs on doors implore them to stop killing each other

Graffiti on walls proclaim keepers of brothers

Marchers sing for children lost

But mother’s scream tells the greatest story

A universal theme of unending pain

So many names

So many legends

One root with so many blames

But mostly because hearts become inflamed sometimes and have guns

Because bullets are faster than anyone can run

So they fall one after one

Sometimes two by two covered in white sheets and chalk

Inanimate sheets leaking blood

Like it’s the code of the hood

Fallen soldiers where promises once stood

War heroes with history as their only witness

Their plight billowed in words and songs

Ingested by hip-hop throngs and generations

As they sway to smoke-filled odysseys and an unending stream of retaliation

Because revenge is too damn loud sometimes

Louder even than the timeless ballads of “We Shall Overcome”

Leaving stunned souls with nowhere to run

Nowhere to turn to except toward closing caskets and funeral songs

Savior, savior, hear our humblest cry

While on others thou art calling

Do not pass us by