Defunct (Poem)

You don’t want us on the streets Don’t want to see us passing by Cover your kids eyes when you got something to say as if the eyes are defunct to that myth you call change Watch what you say Sticks and stones break way less bones than words that come in a hostile tone What you think you know? If you can’t stand what you see there’s no worth in what you say Light only blinds those who can’t bear the pain