The Black Indignity

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It’s the real American Horror story not close to the real American Dream 
what a nightmarish feat, history repeats
I can’t breath 
resuscitate me 
heart beat beat the hate killed the life out of me 
close my eyes 
mama cries I’m in paradise 
gone 
Queue the headlines 
Laced Hyperbole 
Insert name 
Posthumous celebrity 
It’s merely commodity 
Back to reality 
Back to humanity 
These inundated inanities of humanity seen in screens 
History repeats 
bitter Infamy 
Aren’t WE Americans sick of this indignity?

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world
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