You crouched on
my neck as heavy as death
There was no
air, there was no breath
My pleas were
unheard my voice dumb
Your conscious
to my humanity was numb
You decided my
destiny, your colleagues too
Officers wearing
the official color of “blue”
My life is just
a toy under your thumb
Your knee a “new
god” has become
Was it because I
had darker skin?
A flatter nose or
a wider grin?
Was I less
Human than your “white bro”?
Tell me the
reason, I do not really know
It was not time
yet for me to go
My death is the
spark that will glow
My brethren
stood up, others took a Knee
A sign that we
are all Equal and Free
“I can’t
breathe” yet my voice is heard
My final words
a Revolution stirred
Max O’Reilly
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