Little Boy Blue – a poem

Posting this again because it is necessary again, though here in the US this time at least it’s a retired officer. I believe in individual rights, but rights come with responsibilities. Other people matter, regardless of race or class or creed. And until everyone understands that at a really basic level, we are going to keep getting sociopaths like this who think nothing of taking a life, who like taking orders because it excuses them from culpability (in their minds), and who enjoy feeling “power” over others to make up for something lacking in themselves.

Little Boy Blue

Oh little boy blue,
Playing with a gun,
Don’t you know someone
Once held you for her own?
Carried you for nine months,
Then rocked you for more?
Can you even understand
How you made her heart soar?

Oh little boy blue,
In your uniform so dark,
When you go about your work,
The stains never leave a mark.
You stand before your family,
Your chin lifted in pride.
The shine on your badge
Can’t hide the darkness inside.

Oh little boy blue,
How can you sleep at night?
Do you truly believe that
‘Might makes right’?
Your anger and aggression
Causes blood to pour.
Do you even know
Who you’re fighting for?

Oh little boy blue,
Your friends call you out to play.
Now you’re hunting in a pack
Each and every day.
Didn’t your mother teach you
Not to always follow the crowd?
Is there ever an end
To the violence you’re allowed?

Oh little boys in blue,
Playing with your guns,
Don’t you realize we’re all
Someone’s daughters and sons?

Copyright 2014 Kat Micari

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