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I Can'T Breathe

'I can't breathe I can't breathe ' 'Please take your knee off my neck I can't breathe' 'My stomach hurts, my neck hurts I can't breathe' Were his last words 'I can't breathe' Hundreds of years my ancestors suffered to build this land, Stripped off their dignity and chained on a hand, They were used as a shield in your war for Independence, Though in pain and sorrow they were still resilient. We never asked for much,;just let us be. Yet you restrict even the air so that I can't breathe. You say here is a Free World that was built on the back of my people, Taken from our homes, crippling our land cripple. Each and every day we get over taxed Halted and shot by police when trying to ask Rights to all but ours are restricted, Because of the color of my skin my kind are being hunted, You despise my skin color and cherish my heritage, Making millions out of my artifacts in your museum, and I can't even pay the mortgage, I am paying debt I never owed just because of my skin color Working harder than you and yet you call me idler. Your put you knee in my neck, deprived me of air, What crime could I ever committed that such could be deemed fair? Yet you get fired but still get a life to live, And that your system call 'fair' and forced my kind to believe it's ' fear' for Me. I'm not asking for more just a little air ! My hands chained behind my back what else could have caused you to fear Me, for fairness'sake? 'He is resisting arrest' you say Yet my hands chained behind my back in the cruelest and crudest of ways. Being black is a crime in America ! You get arrested and shot for driving a fanciful car, Now I am not even allowed to breathe, I ponder in fear, all I see is death through breathlessness! ' I can't breathe!'

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