Tears of Satan: Dedicated to Officer Julia Crews
Why do you cry, Miss Satan? Did you cry
When you tried to take my sister's life
In Ladue, over a piece of rotten fruit?
Ladue, where those who rob my people
Live in luxury, no worries
Free from guilt or fear
Oh, how sweet your tears
The tears of a Southern massa's wife
When my great-great-great grandmother told her
To kiss her ass and pick her own cotton
Did you cry for my brother Mike Brown?
Vonderrit? Kajieme? Kiwi Herring?
Sandra Bland? Eric Gardner? Danye Jones?
You tried to kill my sister. Did you cry when you pulled the trigger?
Did you cry when you made up your lie?
Of course you didn't. Satan cries only for herself.
Lying is first nature to you. You lied for land, lied for money
Lied as you bathed in the blood of my brothers and sisters
Did you cry
When I, child of 14 years
Saw the woman who gave me birth
In prison garb surrounded by scowling faces?
Know, fool, the time will come
When you will beg for people's prison
Mercy! Mercy! You will cry until you choke.
But you will only find
A wall, a concrete floor, and a single bullet.
None of which are moved
By the tears of Satan.
You are not moved
By the tears and pleas of the people
Who are soon to become
Your wrathful, vengeful, and angry Gods.