Again And Again

Mculloch Topher,"Never Again", Creative Commons (2016) 

Again,

Flashes of red, white and blue

A commitment of patriotism

“We protect all and serve all”

They enter my solitude

Busting down my train of thought just like the door

Again,

I am now Bound to my fait

Silver shackles, shining just like the moon

The cries of my mother vibrate my body

My skin deep like the color of coffee

Again,

I feel a hard stick, my goosebumps flinch

Vivid images of my dreams flash like the police lights

No one will see it but me

Again,

But no one cares

if you have a heart of gold

Or If you got a bright future ahead

But if you got threat written on your forehead

You are catch their attention

Again,

But bullets fly and people die

Children cry and car alarms amplify

Was it really worth it?

No

Again,

Here we go again another Mcdonald on the news

You tried to play hide and seek

Rage! is all that will come soon

We hope this will come to an end when the gavel meets its end

Again,

Thank you Trump for supporting the violence

He didn't even care about Charlotte

Now everyone's questioning Jamie Kelvin

Like he is to blame for killing the children

Try to help and you'll end up dead

Again,

HMM I wonder why

When the light shines in the sky

And the holiday lights sparkle

That people think that crime will die

Again and again

We end up in the pen

Again and again we see the end

Again and again i feel the pain and know it has my name

Written in cursive

The cold metal bars against my skin make my skin  crawl

The days of the water tower and friends has come to an end

I have ended up in the pen

Again,

My moms warmth is slowly dimming

My eyes are slowing closing

My age is adding up

My heart is drying up

I am old now

I am free now

Again,

I just wanted peace on earth

I wanted peace in my city

I wanted children to stop dying

I wanted ignorance to stop

I wanted acceptance for who I AM

Again and again

We want and want

What do we do?

How do we do it?

Can we do it?

Again,

We should be unified

I want to See the 47th street sign

I Know I have re-entered my solitude

I can dry my mom’s tears

Again,

We hear the sirens, we see the pain

And what is there to gain

In the end we are all the same

In the end we see violence

Violence is a second- rate

It shouldn't be celebrated on postcards

My poem is about violence. It was important to me to write about this topic because there is so much of it going on especially now that it is coming towards another holiday season there will be more crime on the news. My poem begins to talk about a child being arrested by the police at his/her  home. It later on talks about violence as well as police brutality and riots in general. For example in my poem I mention “They enter my solitude” This is talking about the police entering the house of he/she and taking them in custody.My poems moves on to speak about the thoughts of he/ she and what they think will happen to them and what is happening around them,“The cries of mom vibrate my body”  I talked about Laquan Mcdonald as well in my poem which is want I was referencing to in the line “Here we go another mcdonald on the news. I also talked about the article where people are questioning where Jamie Kelvin who is a journalist who found the information about Laquan Mcdonald got his sources, “Now everyone's questioning Jamie Kelvin”. As well as mentioning Jamie Kelvin I mentioned Donald Trump who is the president of the United States. I mentioned him in reference to Charlottesville because he took a long time to respond to the death of Heather Hyer in Charlottesville.“Thank you Trump for supporting the violence.He didn't even care about Charlotte”. I used similes in my poem for example I said “Silver shackles, shining just like the moon” I am comparing the shine of the handcuffs to the moonlight. “Vivid images of my dreams flash like the police lights”In this line am comparing my dreams flashing in my mind like the cars on the police car. “My skin deep like the color of “your” coffee in the morning” This line is comparing the shade of peoples coffee with my skintone, I said this because coffee can be a variety of shades so that this can be anyone basically. I used Rhythm in my poem when I said “again” as well as repetition or anaphora.