Red and Blue Lights

The red and blue lights flashBehind meHow do I put into wordsthe Fearthe Terrorthe DreadThat I feel when I see thoseLightsThat unnamable and unspeakable HorrorWhich precedes the knowing thatThe long arm of injusticeHas finally caught meHow can I convey to youJust how real and desperate and percariousMy life isHow can I make you understandHow disposable this world sees me?Memories of my sistersDead at the hands of those LightsArise to my mind unbiddenStories cut shortBy the brutality of white menWith gunsAnd ownership of the worldBrutalitiesThat most people willfully ignoreAnd my sistersGo unburied unmourned unclaimedExcept by those who walk the pathThat they walkedTheir cries for JUSTICEUnheard by allSave for those who have the experiences to hearI searched those lights for news of my fateWould tonight be the night?I served a cop coffee onceAnd wonderedWould he be so politeIf we had met on a street cornerInstead of across a counter