it seems
like the world
is falling apart
at the seams
that were sewn
so jaggedly
in the first place.
we know that
oppression is amplified
during a recession
but how heartless
are you to ignore
the murder
of our race
under the pretense
that the police
have a right
to put us in
“our place”?
we want to live:
feel the sun
on our skin
feel the breeze
in our hair
but how are we
supposed to feel
when our blood
lingers in the air?
it’s fresh
like a threat:
“your existence is
a crime
and you’ll pay
with your life.”
but why
should we pay
the price
for your hate
and racist lies?
we don’t want to die.
despite your
devaluation of us
we value our lives
because we only
get one
and they shouldn’t end
staring down
the barrel of a gun.
we sit you down
to discuss
the poverty
the brutality
the discrimination
we face.
you nod politely
and then
make no change.
you mock us
but don’t hear us
you hate us
but don’t see us.
so tonight
i raise a toast
i raise a torch
to you.
you’ll scream in terror
just like we do
when we’re gunned down
by those men
in blue.
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