Floyd Pleaded
He vomited bitter words:
Please, I can't breathe
My stomach hurts
My neck hurts
Everything hurts
They are going to kill me
It is the 21st century
But his color was his crime
Spoke like a lonely caged bird
Lost his body to the ground
Cause his skin was a symbol of
inferiority
He pleaded sorrowfully like a child
His words were highly unrecognized
Not because of the content of
his character,
But because of the color "Black"
It was a day full of pains
Minneapolis can't sleep
Neither eat, nor breathe
Another soldier was brought down
Because of the color that birthed him
The whites say:
Being black is a sin
Being black means inferiority
Being black means dangerous
Being black means monkey
When will justice ever fight for a black
man or woman?
Black is not a mistaken identity
King's dream has been swallowed
Every second along those streets of
America
A black person is damaged, dead and
buried.
Oh Floyd!
He was killed by natural selection
Forced to visit his ancestors
Left with pains and frustrations
Sadness covered his face
When will black people be judged by
their characters and not skin colors?
Copyright © Edwin Olu Bestman | Year Posted 2020
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