(I’m stealing this poem and bringing it over to Tin Hats. DM)
A Cleveland child’s melanin was Just enough Cause
Cold blood under the warm sun.
Six million dollars will not be enough
to sook his mother’s ache,
You can’t tell her this was an honest mistake.
A man had his breath pressed out of his lungs
On a live stream, on a street corner,
The world watched him beg for his life.
She was from Waller County, a pin drop on a map
That’s now a black hole void
where precedence discards prudence.
Where a woman can be detained at a traffic stop,
Found hanged in a jail cell,
A Fort Worth teen plead guilty
to assaulting a mentally challenged child.
Cold concrete, wire hanger, steel locker, chipping paint
Are the canvas onto which he scrawled the slurs,
the acid words and acrid variations
of the Purity of Hate in America.
He served no jail…
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