How Many More?
for Breonna Taylor
When you kill my sister
and praise her murderer
do not condemn me
for breaking glass.
When you crush my brother’s neck
and anger inflames a city
do not demand the restraint
your police lack.
When your promises of reform
are broken easier than a window
and forgotten faster than a bullet,
do not expect compliance.
You raped my mother because you knew
no jury or judge would believe her.
You hung my father from a tree
then took selfies at the after party.
How many storefronts would you smash
for each of your sons and daughters
gunned down in the street?
How many buildings would you burn
for their justice?
Four weeks until Election Day in the States. Are you registered to vote? Are you sure?