Hashtags.
Used to promote to get more attraction to a desired cause
To create a movement , to even open doors
But - like most things it has its flaws
Used to manipulate for narrative control
Stories of real life trauma
Plastered on social media
To be auctioned of and sold
To the highest bidder- usually a politician
Their favourites, those that contain stories of racism
Not because they care
But for emotional manipulation
Used to make them look like a 'diverse hero'
Claiming to love everyone
Yet create policies for a mandatory stop and patrol
'Coincidentally' in only black neighbourhoods
Most hashtags aren't even harmful
If used for the greater good, it can be very useful
A way for slogans to become a movement
One example - #blacklivesmatter
To boost, to help go viral
To become a worldwide sensation
After all you can never have enough people
To tackle this centuries long issue
Yet human nature makes people resentful
When they aren't the centre of attention - when they aren't popular
Usually the oppressors, they can't stand feeling inferior
They'll twist a cause to suit their reputation
After all what's a campaign without deception
Poem Title: Don't hate me
Written by: Poet Jeremiah
Oh!
What I have done?
Do I deserve your bad treatment?
Why put me in the bush and hunt against me?
Don't hate me
Cuz I am ur protagonist
That will defeated ur antagonist
Don't hate me
Cuz I am the Savior
That will get you save tommorow
Don't hate me
I'm the ride
That will drive you to your destiny
Don't hate me
I'm the light
When you are in the dark
Don't hate me
I'm the smile
That will wipe away ur sorrow
Don't hate me
I'm the elevator
That will get you up high
Don't hate me
I'm the successor
To your Success
PS: Don't judge a situation
where u have never been in
Let Justice be served!
#blacklivesmatter
©?®?28/12/21
Poet Jeremiah
Keep following ??????
Old friend Democracy
There you are again
Finally
We thought you might have left us
Forever
Breathe
God Almighty
Breathe from your knee
And rise for every one
Like a black statue of liberty
Over the old ways of Confederacy
Put away
The power that rules
The gangland world.
Inhale the air and take our fear
Exhale a new century of equity
Release a revolution of new riches
Made of healing and advancing
All
A cosmic rainbow of color
Arcing
Over the wheat fields to the steel cities
A baby’s coo from her mother’s cradle
Born from where the sun begins
Wrists slipped from shackles
Voices loosed from nooses
Boots lifted from the backs of necks
Soot cleaned from Mother Earth
Democracy
Rise from your knee again
Breathe
Breathe
A familiar kind of destiny.
To be free. To be free. To be free.
I CAN'T BREATHE
My lungs feel sqaushed
By the world I feel oppressed
My skin color doesn't favor me
You see me and you conclude
The world doesn't need people like me
You decide the world
Does not need Black lives.
You see me
But see no need for me.
I'm not good enough to sit next you
But it's okay if
I make your bed
Clean your floors
Or feed your sexual desires
But no I'm not good enough
To live lavishly like you?
Years later after segregation
Still you see me as just a slave.
I can't breathe
I can't move
I can't do anything
But still you believe I'm a threat
Even when my last words
Are living my bleeding lips
I can't breathe
I can't move
Just by being still
I scare you
Being Black Must come with
Super powers
I can't breathe
I can't move.
#Icantbreathe
#Blacklivesmatter
#blackrose_lePoet
J . F . F (Justice For Floyd)
This man was murdered by a white police man's knee,
placed on his neck and the whole world could see
while he pleaded, and wasn't even resisting arrest
but was forcefully put to rest
after he kept saying "I can't breathe" many times.
And we watched helplessly gesturing, pantomimes!
This is unacceptable and disgusting,
annoying, irritating and infuriating.
I'm tired, tired of posting Rest In Peace
when we should all be living in bliss.
Government, no more excuses, no more silence.
This must definitely stop now!
Doesn't matter if the deceased is not from your town.
Justice will not be served if those who are unaffected
are not as outraged as those who are affected.
Let's stand-up for justice in solidarity & not scatter
cos black lives, as much as all lives, matter!
Dedicated to: George Floyd who was murdered by Minnesota police Derek Chauvin, on the scene of arrest in front of a store, Minnesota, United States.
VickWizzy.
Form: Rhymes.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright © May 26th, 2020.
#Memorial #RIP #justiceforfloyd?? #jff #blacklivesmatter????? #letyourvoicecount
Tears on Mother Liberty
Plutocracy the society they created through the Trump towers, now they regret it Like Iraq having no democracy.
Theocracy seems Like the answer for now, for evil has ruined what was once a great nation, Living all hopeless and faithless.
God bless America!
Down your tools, raise your fists and continue the dream of Martin Luther King bring shame to the fiend debilitating our society.
No more shooting, instead put the blame on Putin and realize BLACKLIVESMATTER.
We can't kill each other or else the assassination of John. F. Kennedy is not an abomination, recreation these kids seizing on opiates therefore we need purple rain through the Prince of peace.
The circus in the White House like Clinton, soldier on like Hilary and let the heart of Obama infect us all with Love for one another whether you black, white, Latino or whatever we are America!
Are lives
World filled with heart ache and pain
Constantly waiting for change
The anger filling poison
into are veins
Corrupting are brains
System overided by power and hate
So we stand together and rise
Fight for what we believe is right
Are Rights are lives
To live to see another sunrise
Stop the chain and make a change
Stand together and rise
This is no longer a dream
A speech this is the air we breath
Tears and screams
Blood shed
Stop we plead
This is not life
But living just to eat
come along away from
Cotton picking in the fields
To presidents and
many untold Fields
Are rights are lives
By Adaam.Jagne
#blacklivesmatter
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