TJ

Down in the valley, the industrial estate,

He slaloms round beer cans in his escape.

He never got nothing, in death even less.

What'd you say? I bless.

Do what we like,

Go where we like,

Happy to see it says nothing about us.

Drive by the scene,

Holding our breath.

Relieved to see it says nothing about us.

Down in the chambers of law there's a blueprint

To make sadness invisible, suffering a figment.

Rehabilitate some and just hide the rest,

Now who's guilty? Confess.

Do what we like

Go about our lives

Happy to see it says nothing about us.

Read in the news

Just shake our heads

Happy to see it says nothing about us.

He was alone

Fell with a silence

His mother did separate the whites from the violence

Love on your own

Reap what you've sown

I can't believe that our trains didn't even slow down