You woke in the hospital and
for a second the world felt stable
but your senses stretched toward nothing
And you remembered it:
Their moral vision
vicious
cold
no mercy in sight
You made a sign and joined in the fight
to end all this war and that thug in a badge
and armor slammed his baton
into your stomach
then ran
You remembered being arrested
when the tear gas cleared
face down
hands zip-tied behind your back
blood filling your mouth
a broken snout
from when you went down
You thought about how
that thug in a badge slammed his baton
into your stomach and ran
You thought about how the same institutions
that burn down villages and gun down civilians
and elevate sophists who spin it as justice
are the ones who decide who is innocent
