Incarceration NationA Poem by Baby RicochetOn American streets the war on drugs is a war on the poor. WARNING: The N word is in this poem so if you're so politically correct you can't stand to see that word used in any context just move along.When American Nation means incarceration for young black men on drug convictions When Habeas Corpus means you're fucked n****r barrel to his head with justice on the trigger All he had on him was twenty of rock throw him in a cage and slam down the lock Got hit with a five year felony sentence so now his family has to pay his penance Sons see their fathers behind plexiglass Daughters with no daddies in the poverty class Grandma's raising baby with no mama around floor of a crack house is where she was found Police on the street like an occupying force with racial profiling as a matter of course Where you can get searched for wearing a hoodie When cops come at you like a school yard bully Throw you to the ground and kick you around Stuck you in a holding cell somewhere downtown White knight politicians they don't want to know Their war on drugs is a war on the poor It's an epic failure bleeding a generation The flower of youth for incarceration nation
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Added on January 31, 2014Last Updated on January 31, 2014 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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