All day sharpening cutlasses Torchlights ready after the day charge, alas Night is here The law is there And we are outside There is law If handicapped, forgive Dark days are not for the weak Forgiveness is not for the meak The system left you hanging Yes, hanging without a dime While you watch it amass 'your entitlement' Your reason to go on a rampage. Cutlass ready, torchlight beaming The law lay like a log when the dark is on the run Million footsteps of boys on rampage But we are ready Knock knock! Who's there? Your neighbour. It's time for the watch. Your neighbourhood needs you Your family needs you You. Need. You. The dark is not for the weak Let there be LIGHT... This poem was written by my friend Omotayo Oladipupo. You should follow her on IG @t.rhanco I wrote a follow up for this. It's a hopeful piece.
I speak with empathy, I write with empathy, I lead with Empathy.