George Floyd
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people are deadunknowable more are dying
im going to work each dayim angryim sleeping in each saturdayim scaredim mopping my floor each mondayim grieving strangersim daydreaming each evening
Let us save the innocence
For the last time
I will say this
ALL BLACK LIVES MATTER.
No matter politicals, sexual, or religious views
is blocked off, roads nearby have no more parking spots.
Still, more people walk or bike to show support and watch.
Some hold signs and stand, others sit silent in the street.
Hands ache as the cold metal cuts in deep
Pressed unyielding to ensure obedience
No resistance to an entrenched position of power
I can't breathe
Back is bruised and full of tension
We are many shades lighter
But carry the most darkness
Complicit in the genocide
Of those who look different
