Not Again

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RACISM Lynching and murder. my portrait of my friend "Tennessee"

I see injustices everywhere, 

For those who live in deep despair. 

Of friends who's colour differently 

Effects their outcome reflectivity. 

For centuries abuse has ridden,

A class by their skin forbidden. 

Martin, Steve, and Malcolm X,

All slain for standing up next.

Now a movement still in place,

Has social conscious to embrace.

BLM acronymed, now minimized,

While rich white men seek their prize.

Trayvon unassuming, paid his price,

So many lost, with video sufficed.

As another joined the ranks,

His service gone, without thanks.

Ahmaud Arbery was shot down.

By cold killers, who flaunt their crown,

Of privileged lives, the white man claims,

With excuses the black he blames.

As police choke out Mr. Floyd,

Senseless deaths into the void,

Emboldened by those annoyed,

Will this ever stop my friend? 

And when it happens, shout Not Again!?

A leader bolstering rampant hate,

As his injustice brings a taint.

To land forged in blood and sweat,

Hoisted up by slavery's rent.

When will modern slavery end?

Incarceration factories blend.

There is a myth about equality, 

Buried under elitist legality.

That all men are created equal,

But half don't live, to see the sequel. 

Until the system so corrupt,

Is turned around quite abrupt,

I fear there never will be change,

As racists roam about the range, 

Carelessly walking over graves, 

Of indigenous ancestors and former slaves.

So rest in peace, and join the others,

Whose struggle came to all the brothers,

That tried to live in harsh constraint,

Ruled by evil Racist Hate.



Submitted: May 07, 2020

© Copyright 2021 dewey green. All rights reserved.

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Prince EL

Thanks for writing and sharing this poem. Very on point.

Thu, May 7th, 2020 7:39pm


Thank you mate, I am tired of seeing people killed indiscriminately because of the colour of their skin.

Fri, May 8th, 2020 1:09am


You said it, dewey. And it seems to have become worse again over the last four or five years. Excellent poem and excellent painting.

Fri, May 8th, 2020 7:27pm


Ta mate, breaks the heart to see such ignorance still running rampant,
Bless the souls of those oppressed by hate.

Sun, May 10th, 2020 12:03am

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