The Drums

I hear the sound
And it’s coming this way
It’s not coming for you.
Yet.

They got drums in their chests
They got big sticks
Fuck that they got bullets
And their righteous fascist rage.

And you were just watching
You were just trying to help.
You weren’t mad.

And they’re
Not coming
For you
Yet.

But if you get in their way –
Impeding, as they say –
They won’t mind
Taking you out

As an example.
With their big boy sticks
And their little hands
I mean big dicks.

And they’re shriveled up with fear
And they see it as only fair
That you should be afraid, too
And then they won’t be so afraid.

To shoot you
To round you up
And take you to
The Big Lock Up

When they start coming for you
Which they’re not doing yet
So stay out of their way
And live another day

or two.

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