Floyd Poems - Poems about Floyd

Four years before George Floyd met death Tony Timpa drew his last breath A cop pressed a knee into his back too Tony cried warnings, the warnings were true. Tony was white, George was black A knee in Tony's back wasn't a racist attack In neither case, was killing sought It was a bad police tactic, that cops were taught. If we talk...

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Racial tension and Floyd A picture of a committee in defense of human right a picture where serious white man and a woman in a business suit and to black persons This was serious business no one smile except the two black persons that spoiled the gravity of the solemn undertaking Most black people I have met...

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("Gravity's Rainbow", 2017, original encaustic) The Endless River Flows Everywhere sheep being led to slaughter Everywhere the innocent seduced Everywhere someone crying While another looking up Into open skies As unspoken questions arise unbidden These are the times of change and revelation As demons are given form To be confronted As closets empty into streets Overflowing With the blessing of abundant matter As everyone struggles to...

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September 1999 Floyd made his landfall right here on our tropical isle at category four strength on the Saffir - Simpson scale The winds which came out of his mouth were so strong that he had blown away the rooftops off all the houses hotels and coconut trees like lighted candles on top of a child's birthday cake His ferocious thirst of...

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On Floyd Riots unleashed, arson, looting and destruction. You officers of law mindful of your job Are you aware of what you have done? You judged and executed not your duty But a human life. Is that ‘bill’ more precious than breath You constricted so brutally? Were you so inhuman not to see him struggle For his life? You are no better than a beast Officer...

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The breath of a close friend. Awakens my soul in the hour of rest. Your good memories will live on. But I will stay with you and pray. The tiring years are gone. Every day. Dawn is a tremor. It rains all the time since you left. I sit here, away from the sun. With the thick rain covering my whole body. And slowly...

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Legend of goat man of pop lick trestle prominent in the stories of mountain folk blue grass anomaly seen by a few chilling bluegrass spotters who become hypnotized some local hillbillies affected jump off the trestle landing a hundred feet below on sharp gravel terrifying to passengers of oncoming train he uses voice mimicry to lure many to their deaths common story in...

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BLACK LIVES MATTER. The sad thing is that people are getting hurt, The environment statues are being treated like dirt. We must find a better way to resolve this situation, And do this across all nations. The day George Floyd died, People realised, A way to stop racism is what we must decide. There will be few fights, We need...

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I had him reserved superb name Simply to awaken the flame: Grey Floyd proclaim “Never to fall” This saying in Reception Hall For Praised Artists’ Exhibition That should address Inhibition A crime make of Prohibition And quite ignite The Ambition “Yeah, I have seen all of Floyd’s Art And could bet they would feel a cart!” My homage where Artists gathered Plus ‘Famous’ who...

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Off a righteous God America stop the persecutions We are due out love from you; Stop the profiles And stand in our shoes and skin for a while, now, How would you feel now? Situations where people acted as if they were suspicious of you, Because of your race, wow! Black America far less likely than whites to...

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I CAN’T BREATHE, I CAN’T BREATHE, I CAN’T BREATHE WHY? WONT YOU TAKE YOUR KNEE OFF ME These are the voices of victimized Blackman in the USA WAKE UP GEORGE FLOYD Questions about, Police officer’s attitudes Toward Black Americans, Protesters and others All these injustices because of our color Like the westerns “Haut or I’ll shoot” I can’t see, I can’t hear, I...

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Don't get me wrong. He didn't deserve to die...... like that... Under an eight-minute nonchalant knee. In full panic mode crying out for his mamma..... but he doesn't deserve a statue either. I mean what kind of angel holds a gun to a pregnant woman's belly. (I wonder if her fear reached the level of his). Please don't dummy down our real...

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The Killing of Floyd So, the policeman who Killed Floyd by pressing his knee on his neck, the sentence was murder, but was it? The police officer accidentally killed Floyd as he was trained to do. The why police are learning their dubious craft has to come into focus, the whole police department has to be scrutinized, and the...

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Realize to recognize to many to tell.One thing for sure it was all too well.Possesion a key to this oppression. The adversary all too caring in how he fell.Into him through to them. An anomaly we see again.On the midst of confusion was corrosion.In the eyes of pestilence was repedition. ...

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It was the way he stuffed his hand Down the front pocket of his slacks As if he were standing in a movie lobby Waiting for friends Nonchalant Wanting to watch you watch him With an unbreakable stare And almost a grin His chin Jutted out like Trump’s To a shocked yet thrilled crowd That holds its breath and thinks You don’t really have that kind of...

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