A dignified protest comes during the day,
It starts, and it stops formally.
It won’t promote lawlessness, hurling insults,
It can be healthy, but it wants fair results.
The protests we see here don’t honour the dead,
But accept anarchy and tend to cause dread.
If officers come to protect life and limb,
Shouting is violent and taunting them, grim.
Peaceful assembly is not a mob action,
Destruction and stealing come from a dark faction.
When anarchy cries, “Our Democracy rules, “Violence prevails, and we see bloody pools.
Those protesting violence in this horrid way,
Are promoting the force, just fueling the fray,
And their sad revolution will rip things apart, Assuring no future, while breaking each heart.