In a schoolyard
Jackson heights
The skin heads came
Under cover of night
The police said it was
Because of drugs
Giving cover
For hate filled thugs

Who’s next
After Julio?
It could be anyone at all.
All rise
All rise
In the courts and in the streets
We’ve got to get up off our seats
All rise
All rise

Pull up
Asking for directions?
Slow response
The paramedics feared you had infection
Could have been anyone’s
Son or their brother
They kicked and stabbed and stomped and crushed
While your friends ran for cover

Who’s next?
After Paul?
It could be anyone at all

Drink up
They’ll take you for a ride
Drink up
It’s nicer now outside
A lonely fence
The place they found you crucified
Before the stark white room
Where you breathed last and died

Who’s next?
After Matt?
It could be anyone at all
At a bus stop
Rejects advances
All he needed
These circumstances
Valencia held her
There are no words
Only 15
Her dreams deferred

Who’s next
After Sakia?
It could be anyone at all

Bang Bang
Head against the floor
Bang Bang
They couldn’t take it anymore
Drugs in the system
Breath starting to slow
Those fists and that hate
Showed them it was time to go

Who’s next?
After Nex?
It could be anyone at all