and you dare to cross our picket lines
with your straight white picket fence life
as though you've stood in these combat boots
and lived in this war zone

but you can't conquer us 
with your power
and your privilege

'cuz we've got privileges, too
like freedom of assembly
and freedom of speech

so let's raise our voices
raise our consciousness
raise the roofs right off
the precious 3-bedroom, 2-bath
model homes
of model citizens

and when they awaken
in their pristine beds
looking up at the sky
let them wonder
why



©2002 Kim Shaver


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