Authority tells me to do something I do it
I don't pack but if I did it would be in sight
I'm a Green man--Irish American
I have brown friends known as black
I have Asian friends known as family
What I fear is gang members of all colors
Alcoholics and drug addicts who are brainless
I don't march in parades all lives matter
I have suffered Police brutality
I had my head slammed into the top of a police car
Was handcuffed and guns drawn
All for something I did not do
I have written a story about it in Story pen.com
Do I blame the cops--try living in their shoes one day
I blame the Fathers who are not there
The Mothers who allow their sons to be in gangs
Mother's are the greatest Policeman in the world
But it is too late to train a child when not trained as a youth
Put your hands open weapons out of reach
These officers do not know good from bad by color of skin
But they do know daily what they deal with
I blame the Mother's and Fathers of bad cops
But the last thing I would do is kill an innocent
When I don't even know the story of what happened
If proven I blame the man who pulled the trigger
But all this running in packs creates the animosities
That create the whole racial problems
Take the time to praise your child for the good they do
Take away the weapons the drugs from the thugs
For you see there is a reason it is called dope
I don't march for color of skin I march against evil
I was at the airport one day
The sign said, "Do not enter from here!"
Black man saw his wife getting her baggage
He probably did not see the sign he saw her
Guard came up and struck him on the chest
He struck back
I helped the Policeman he wore the badge
Then I signed as a witness the Police Officer
Was the one who instigated the conflict
Both were wrong as in some of these shootings
It is not the protester who is the Judge