Cry Foul

I cried when I saw the killing And I couldn't stop the tearing I weep for the loss of a being And for such horrendous policing I scream at the flagrant profiling In the guise of bad cops bullying I denounce the abuse of power Needing more and more to holler I see the anger in your face Just because of color and race I feel your pitiful rage Worse than animal in a cage I taste the cold blood on your corrupt hands When he can no longer give in to your demands I hear the haunting sound of gun fire Disgusted with your sole gun for hire