George Floyd

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people are deadunknowable more are dying im going to work each dayim angryim sleeping in each saturdayim scaredim mopping my floor each mondayim grieving strangersim daydreaming each evening
Let us save the innocence For the last time I will say this ALL BLACK LIVES MATTER.   No matter politicals, sexual, or religious views
is blocked off, roads nearby have no more parking spots. Still, more people walk or bike to show support and watch.   Some hold signs and stand, others sit silent in the street.
Hands ache as the cold metal cuts in deep Pressed unyielding to ensure obedience No resistance to an entrenched position of power   I can't breathe   Back is bruised and full of tension
We are many shades lighter But carry the most darkness Complicit in the genocide Of those who look different
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