They stop a car and just for par check their manners and morals at the door sink slinking down to the bottom floor loud and angry brutal violence scores as shouted Q's pepper a citizen, aghast how long will the endless nightmare last what in fear's name should I do stand upon my basic rights in view? become a target in your sights for simply speaking up for rights or meekly sink in fear and terror and pray there'll be no fatal error or stand up tall with freedoms fervor does the citizen feel protected, or neglected lost when with faced with angry shouting selected COST? no swerving service here, just neglected brutal loss Puzzled by the need for vengeance and when-where's the color-blind sentence? what part of service does this speak where have our rights gone? The where's the leak? disparities of black and white reflected in the cops gunsights not taken out for dining trips but harrowing target car-rides and fatal slips why should arrest entail a death sentence why is there no justice, no bail and no repentance? until the law falls on all equal, will we this troubles repeat in sequel again, again, again, when all we want is equal treatment under law, and our old blind justice whom never colors saw
Richard W. Spisak Jr.
Richard writes both commercially and creatively poetry, essays, short stories and plays. His writing ranges from humorous to romantic, from political to absurdist. His first short story collection was published under the title “Two small windows, in a pair of mirror doors” to rave international reviews. He has produced a webcast for the last eight years.
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