Growing up recent events reminded me of the Georgie Porgie Poem, not sure what the orginal Georgie Porgie was all about, but my rendition seems to be up to date.
Georgie Porgie
Rain on grass and concrete
Georgie Porgie with a gun
pow, dead black mans son
Raining on grass
Man with gun
dead mans son
Vast room chairs
full of empty minds
all so blind
Piousunyn 