It’s Friday morning and the Jury begins deliberations
Oscar Grant and retribution and anger burning in the streets:
I remember 1992 and the sign
“The kitchen is on fire. Let the motherfuckers burn.”
She was old and graying and still in the streets
tired of asking for justice
now asking for flames.

It’s Friday morning and it seems like it’s only a matter of time:
we know
Black men will die on the other end of police guns
whether the police mean to electrocute them instead
in a chamber or on a train
Black men will die on the other end of police state policy.