5 silhouettes stroll through a white town alone

the sight of them causes residennts' mouthes to foam

4 jagged stones are thrown

aimed to shatter the dark kings' destined thrones

3 skins ripped to the bone

what needs to be sewn is something unable to be shown

2 fever pitched cries

while the others' bloddied tears dry as their corpse faces the sky

what it must be like to die on MLK drive

with white men driving o'er their eternal homes

1 silver iphone recording turns the silhouettes into a Black Lives Matter clone