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