Avoid the fray,
don't disobey,
Ran the sign?
Just pay the fine,
accused of random acts of crime
Unchecked
redneck blue suits
are shooting the breeze
standing,
prone,
or on your knees
Smokey bears,
doughnut waistline bigger
with hardened stares
are pulling triggers
at random
in tandem
at any stalwart public figure
Fear inspired
they conspire,
hell bent
god sent
murderers and deceivers
guns instead of cleavers
I tire of the fucking butchers,
of Pastor Terence Crutcher
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