Black Breath
The anxiety constipated all in my chest
I CANT BREATHE
Please please please
the empath in me cannot handle this scene
To watch this man become a meme
They killing my black brothers
My beautiful sisters and mothers
We just wanna breathe
We tired of falling down to our knees
Crying until we CANT BREATHE
Begging God to bring us back on top
Back to when we owned the throne
We are the black kings and queens
We are the target, that they wish to kill and conquer
The fact that my beautiful dread headed brother cannot walk into a store
Without being looked at as a sore
My heart cannot be broken anymore
As blood binds us together
Our precious blood is being spilled day to day
And what do they say?
It’s legal to kill.
To kill my people.
We are tired of being hunted.
It’s time for the predator to become prey
For justice, is scarce
They don’t stop
We won’t stop
The minority is majority
We will be up top
Our ancestors will shake the nation
I will join my brothers and sisters
We say it’s our time now!
Don’t try to put dome on us now
We shall be the face of the scene
We will BREATHE.
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