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I Can'T Breathe

I can't breathe
My ankles are shackled 
I can't feel my feet,
My neck is manacled
The weight of your knee upon my neck,
Crushing my jugular, bursting veins
Tears of blood running down my cheeks,
As I pleaded for mercy, tapping out 
But it wasn't enough to quench your thirst
The world is silent, racism pushing through
Its walls, we have become claustrophobic 
Tearing through the roofs, windows and doors
To undo this Injustice served by the uniform 



Sir D'Champ's Poetry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 7/30/2020 6:07:00 PM
This is a massage to the world Time to speak out If the iron are to soft to break the chains Our collective voice would be hard and heard to loose the shackles
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Collins Ideh
Date: 7/31/2020 11:23:00 AM
Thanks boss
Date: 6/1/2020 6:44:00 PM
Riveting write! Through all of this tragedy and conversation on the deep, deep systemic racism I keep thinking about the Stanford prison experiment, and just how fallible we humans are. I am white and in Canada and even I fear the police. Truly powerful poem, thank you for sharing it here. Take care. ~Maureen
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Collins Ideh
Date: 7/31/2020 11:23:00 AM
Thanks for your acknowledgement

Book: Reflection on the Important Things