Colin F. Jones


Within the psychoanalytic paradigm of the state,
they meet the cruel destiny of their fate.
Those killed and tortured for their wrongs,
while the righteous sing their spiteful songs,
some innocent; always black, not white,
or those who know not what is right,
condemned to die for awful deed
while unforgiving people waste and bleed.
And one bully with eight years of power
who claims God chose his glorious hour,
who killed a hundred and fifty more,
now adds two thousand to his score…
And we must ask oh why oh why
these folk, for what, are sent to die?