morning piece mourning peace

While the seeds of disharmony continue to be sewn

With justice in question and truth to be known

A piano out of tune never meant to be

Played backwards without hands on black and white key

And an unexpected chord was struck with a knee

Sleights of hands not the grace of dexterous fingers

Leaves a picture that remains and haunts as it lingers 

Not the kind of memory of an old photograph

Once meant to capture joy in smiles or a laugh

The view of a dark shadow, not a gentle silhouette 

On things that were done without remorse or regret

Lines crossed without question

Lines were not blurred

Pitting powers of silence

Against powers of word

Echoing in streets for the pain to be heard

Slow minutes without breath

Fast turns into death 

Blue and white collars

Losing sense for a few dollars

The cost and expense 

Of the behavior and intents

Of acts not humane 

Profound and profane

The blood in the street from a push or a shove

Hearts broken by the country of freedom we love

But with darkness, there is light

And beauty in black and white

Let our true colors shine not to divide

For our state to unite, restore honor and pride

Let launching of rockets into space and the stars

Remind us of who we want to be 

Remind us of who we are

Our time on earth

For what it’s worth

If we’re driven or divided by fear or by pain

We have so much to lose when there is so much to gain 

Imagine life without harmony, color and affection

We still have a choice to change the direction

Don’t leave it to chance or a roll of the dice

When you make your decision, please consider the price