If I Were There
If I were there I’d probably be dead Or using the sidewalk As a king-sized bed A needle for my vein To disrupt the chain of thought Ignoring loved ones More often than naught If I were there The most heinous place I’d be another statistic Amongst my wounded race Fleeing everytime I see that holy man Like how a black man is With the Ku Klux Klan If I went there For that very…