Times Like This

There are times
Times like this
Where I yearn for the law of the streets
I am by no means versed
But based on the evidence I have gathered
From Bonnie and Clyde
And Power
And Breaking Bad
And Scarface
Justice actually exists
On the streets
Not the PC powder puff
Farcical justice
Being pandered to us in the courts
No, the sweet swift brutal justice
Of our ancestors
That meant one had to actually pay
For ones own crimes
Let's just say they got it wrong
Forty percent of the time
There are times
Times like this
Where I'd trade for that
At the drop of a dime
As my brother gets in from his night shift
As my lover leaves my arms this morning
May our ancestors protect him
Please may he not be
Yet another victim

by Chihoro