Chronicles of a Civilian

With your badge of power

You stripped him off his dignity before the world

With your weapon you injected fear

The color of his skin makes him an animal

Gaurded he should be, he cannot control himself.

An innocent man trying to provide for his children

Is gunned down, forced to kneel and beg for his life

Beg for his life just for the sake of his children

Authority not known, control is daily bread

Izingane ziyakhala ekhaya

Ikati lilele eziko

While this man is on his knees begging for his life

Pleading hearts of stones just for mercy

His crime was poverty

How can he deny nature

Hunger is a call from nature

Yet these law makers only see a table to feast

You see...

It don't matter how many innocence you forced on their knees

Humiliated before the world, the all seeing eye

Still respect is earned not demanded.

The streets are a war zone now

Civilians against weapons that move

Humans turned into walking weapons

Civilians suffer the consequences

They fight hunger inside their homes

And fight the law outside

Just because they have no authority

These children sit by the door expectantly

Breath smells nothing but hunger

They await the return of this man

The disappointment in their hungry eyes

When they see him walking in, empty-handed

Only fresh scars and wounds dripping blood

The only proof of his innocence.

Civilians suffer in the hands

That's meant to protect them

The law meant to protect them

Is used as a weapon against them

Rights aside

The human race knows right from wrong

Yet the truth remains

These are the hearts of stone.