Cheryl Bousquet Poet Quatrain

Help Me, I Can'T Breathe

Knee on my neck
Help me, I can't breathe
Not a move was made
No help received

Another life lost
Reason matters not
No remorse for the action
Regret only, we got caught

White is a color
Black is a crime
To long the injustice
Open your mind

Together we must come
United we must stand
Color has it's privilege
Equality it must demand

Turn the other way
No place in this fight
Live freely without fear
Everyone's right

Help me I can't breathe
Sit with his words
Turn privilege into action
Be the change reaffirmed

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Zyrool Gifford May 5, 2025 at 9:38 AM Hello Cheryl, this is a brilliant write. Loved the two last stanza.. Change is needed. Thank you for sharing, fellow poet.

Barthwell Farmer March 31, 2025 at 9:15 AM A riveting poem that opens the eyes on injustice, I hope you'll continue to write, not necessarily on political topics, but to create poems as vivid as this one.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 29, 2020 at 6:19 PM It is definitely time for change. Hopes and prayers do not, can not, do enough. I second your emotion. ~Maureen