Walking no pushing my body, thick thighs and brown

eyes to swing from coral hand-hold to the long tree,

I breathe and catch the fish circling.

like fall leaves and I know that they will leave,

if I believe that the sunshine keeps evil away,

but how is that true when sunlight is where most evil is portrayed

from killer cops to killed cops

to starving people being ignored on the street.

what's left for us to see that is not already being covered,

covered up by the police and tv, so I sink down to let go and swim

but water begins to boil, fins, and bubbles, and ID’s being pulled out of pockets

putting fear into the eyes of blue souls and iterators,

but once I begin to speak my mind say the truth that I see and make it fine,

the water and current begin to rise and I am, no we are

pulled under by the gloved hand of the blind system pulling us deeper why,

our air grows older and arms grow weaker the moments begin to draw to an end

what would superman do If he saw us drowning being drowned brought to justice

probably not much cause was not his demographic with no long blond hair and a short white dress

so I make the choice to just breathe in to give into the hand that's been pulling, pulling us deeper to consequences that were held over our head since we had one and but this is all hypothetical talk of things that could never exist in a fair world. Right?