I'm about to die,

My heart is pounding as I'm being cooperative.

Yes sir. Hands forward. No resistance.

For I know what will become of me

 

I'm about to die. 

This fear rumbling down my back reflecting towards my stomach is making me sick.

Is this Justice! I'm shaking, my palms are sweaty.

God is between you and me whether I had prior knowledge but...

Lord you know I walked out the store!!

 

I'm about to die.

This can't be happening Brothers funerals televised on TV.

OH! it is my turn for there is no “justice” without blood spill.

 

I'm about to die.

There is not much air.

Generations and generations we've been held in their captivity being brutally slaughtered,

The sharp pain a mother feels for her child in her womb.

You masters of war that feed this evil to my communities.

 

I'm about to die.

Mama!

Hear my cry! This animal's knee is suffocating me as if his knee is embedded through  my  esophagus!

There is no resist I cannot breathe.

This evil uncomfortness you masters of war! When will this end?

Take my body but you cannot take the fire burning in our souls!

Lord I've never experienced death before but it seems so familiar

MAMA! 

I can feel the blood stop running through my veins. 

I'm about to die. Animals, are you happy? 

Is this the fate for the young ones to come?

Death, I'm dead. But don't quench my fire, you masters of war. 

 

In remembrance of Mr George Floyd.

By Just Love NBK Alabi Sat May 30, 2020 at 3:36AM