Ode to Baltimore's Freddie Gray

Times, they are a 'changin
Winds are blowin' in all directions
Cross-section, interchanging alignments
Frequencies pitched higher
Are you tuned in
Or are you turned off
There is no synching
When the time has been rearranged
Keep holding on to the past
Ways of thinkin'
You'll blink twice
Then find you're sinking
Rush to the surface for air
Only to find it's stale
It's acrid, full of hate, fear and confusion
It's not an illusion
It's fate
It's the head of a snake
Backed into a corner
Only way out
Retaliate
Attack the attacker
Bite the provoker
Release the venom
Held back in wait
The only fear
To fear itself
Is hate

©2015 Sharbi3

Rise strong warriors, the time is near.
May your souls be the wind that energizes the masses. Awaken those in a perpetual state of sleep. #BlackLivesMatter