Black Poetry : Blues In Blue

[Nahshon]

(this poem was written during the Abner Louima incident...yes this poem is that old)



I know who you are Mr. Blues in Blue
I seen you hurt my brothers 10 on 2

I've seen what C.O.P.S. really stand for
Just Crazy-men Out Patrolling Streets
Looking for my brothers to beat

The White in Blue
The Black in Blue
Equates to red for me and you
White in Blue
Black in Blue
Police Brutality is real truth

The truth hits, the truth hurts
the truth hurts, the truth hits
Like wielding of Police night sticks

"I shot the sheriff" and I should've shot the Deputy
For what you do to my brothers
Is what you do to me

How the hell can I tuly rest,
When my brothers and I are whipped
beat harassed Receiving plungers up the ***

You beat them; I feel the pain
You rape them, I feel the shame
You cripple them; I become the lame
For I am my brother, my brother is me
We share the same injustices in this society

I can't believe in you. Your motto says:
Professionalism?
Courtesy?
Respect?

But not when it comes to me and mine
you motto has no presence
when dealing with my kind

And me What will I do?
I will "get up, stand up, stand up for my rights"
And if need be, I'll Revolt and fight

I'll do what it takes to make you understand that
I deserve to be treated like the man that I am.

And each day may I, each day may we
may we never forget...
To think...(especially when dealing with Mr. Blues in Blue)
Think (for he feels he is some how above you when it comes to respect)
"Think, think cause it ain't illegal yet...
Think, think cause it ain't illegal yet..."