PEN DOWN OUT LOUD

Clinging onto my heart desire, hoping your love pervades the vacuum in my heart The moon can attest my love for you And today I entrust cupid to get this message to you Maybe you'll never know nor reciprocate But you make my heart race every time I see you And I hope this message gets through to you A million miles, my heart has raced to get to you To find my lost colors of a rare delicate butterfly Whose body change to powder when touched Hope cupid finds you before you fade away You've been tantalizingly close yet so far away So come around darling, stop my bleeding heart I pray the arrow leads you to my beating heart And I hope this message gets through to you I gaze at a colorful dazzling rainbow With beautiful colors of your name Shining straight to my heart, and Makes me love the shades of you With love so mighty and strong Such that if our love is wrong Then certainly, I never want to be right And I hope this message gets...

I hear the desperate cries of innocence echoing in the streets, helpless and gasping for breath. Innocent children, and the public at large, plead for mercy from the merciless, as impulsive gunfire and brutality rain down upon them from corrupt officers of the law. Individuals and families struggle to survive, worn down and gripped by fear, as the relentless tide of police brutality swells, unprovoked violence against those who pose no threat. Justice is elusive, and these violations of human rights  g o unpunished, left to fester in silence. Enough of these inhumane atrocities in plain sight! The public, standing in peaceful protest, voicing their disapproval with dignity, only to be met with mass shootings, savage police violence— beatings, bruises, and the unjust imprisonment of innocent demonstrators. We are all human, deserving of respect and dignity. No one should endure such brutal injustices, leaving some hospitalized, others dead, many scarred with disabilities or lifelo...