The right to cross the bridge

Did it bring any sense of peace
to see a line of khaki Humvee's  
the battle lines, the fog that breeds unrest  
and each front up in that contest  
  
 Fire that billows underneath the devils cape  
is each minority so cruelly raped ?  
the hair trigger, the authorities    
no questions and no hesitate  
   
For each, a different agenda  
that drummer, the chatter on each street corner  
that crescendo, the means to amplify each vex  
the winter of their discontent  
   
Prisoners in unseen chains  
and behind the masks defiant eye's  
stones and cardboard arms proclaim  
the barricades from a life so shit  
   
In that swell    
the vortex in each street and mall  
sane voice of reason's tweet ?  
Constitutions Whitehouse come bullshit leadership  
   
Swim turbulence in the river of respect  
the flood and eddy's erode each individuals sect  
to find the bridge, the challenge set  
the keystone of that arch be honesty and not deceit  
   
 Strings and puppets the theatre of Mr. Punch    
and war, one death can a spark a cleft  
 which side of anarchy do you posses ?  
 is its depth, all tears and beaten chest  
   
The middle ground the tremors quake  
underclass society and race is the ratio  
 Its not Mosul or Aleppo    
just self respect trapped in that ghetto