folks ask about the bags under my eyes
i romanticize and tell em its because i read all the time
and perhaps, just maybe, thats not a lie
but i also think it could be cuz times like these
up real late trying to write a line
which is actually just something to do
to pass along some time
while scattered is my mind
thinking about him and him and them
oscar sean and pigs
(or to make the next line rhyme replace pigs with policemen)
and what i would do once i handle zimmerman
would i roll a tight blunt
or go on a hunt
the gods only know
what id do on that political front
and i here i go collecting these bags
worrying
or just being black and…
being
