Until We All Can’t Breathe

Submissive shadows
Stand at the door,
Watching with judgment:
Is freedom worth war?

Screams were once whispers,
Knees fixed to the floor,
Breathless conversations,
Cotton business so it goes.

Weep for the wounded
From the white of your bed.
Only pray for disruption
While the sidewalks turn red.

Defenses from Defenseless,
Dreams still denied.
Swing low and swing hard,
So the cagebird can’t cry.

Uncuff the complex,
Castrate the chain,
Feel the fear of existence,
Taste the plea of their pain.

Pick up the fallen,
Allow space to grieve,
Choke out the system
Until we all can’t breathe.

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