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Chills

Every week one of my people sleep, Racial equality is not as true as we think. I’m off from work, maybe I’m a threat, Ahmed Arbery was a target, don’t forget. Chains will always surround me, No matter how free I may seem to be. Land of the free is America’s motto, We lie defenseless and seen as targets. America is quarantined for COVID-19, I’m quarantined for being black only. I’m a threat for simply being black, My skin color makes you feel attacked. Just one look and you call the cops, I see a black person is taking a walk. Maybe I should wear a white mask, So, you don’t see black and quickly attack.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 5/29/2020 5:34:00 PM
Sad truths. I live in a not so big Canadian city and even here we are not immune to such autrocities. It is heartbreaking. Thank you for your poetry Rich. Warm poetry hugs, Maureen
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