SIDE OF THE FENCEA Poem by Rene Velez
Progress has a cost.
Many lives have been lost in the name of progress. I guess it depends on what side of the fence you live on, or spit on. It's hard for a man of color to find his place, mind his space without being beaten on by bullets or police batons Yeah its that same old song the one they sang too long, Hoping things would change. Don't you find it strange, that they sing along till the bodies gone but yet ain't nothing change. I guess it depends on what side of the fence you live on or spit on. to actually believe things have changed. But brothers are still dying. © 2016 Rene Velez |
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Added on July 8, 2016 Last Updated on July 8, 2016 AuthorRene VelezNew York City, NYAboutPoetry... what else needs to be said? [email protected] more..Writing
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