Lafayette Square––a public park
close to a grand house, which is white.
Tonight its windows are dark
and sirens puncture the night.
Close to a grand house, which is white,
the dogs on patrol do not bark
but sirens puncture the night.
Bunkered, the would-be monarch
wonders why dogs on patrol do not bark.
Steeped in malice, the house emits no light––
bunkered, the would-be monarch
roils and seethes and curses inside.
Steeped in malice, the house emits no light.
The folks in the street are beaten back, torn apart
as he roils and seethes and curses inside.
What good is a bible when by his remarks
the folks in the street are beaten back, torn apart?
He holds up a prop and tramples their rights.
What good is a bible when by his remarks
soldiers rush to harass and incite?
He holds up a prop and tramples their rights.
Lafayette Square––a public park.
When soldiers rush to harass and incite,
the nation’s windows go dark.