Thousands of Americans
Dead
at the hands of police officers.
Look at the masses,
all races,
all religions.
You've unleashed a torrent
long-simmering tensions.
What a sea of people
in the capitol on a chilly December day.
You've electrified a larger audience,
Thousands of American citizens
who can't breathe
in their own communities.
"This is an American march."
a history making moment.
He traced his small hand on his poster
and wrote
"Don't shoot me."
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
Thousands of Americans
Dead
at the hands of police officers.
Look at the masses,
all races,
all religions.
You've unleashed a torrent
long-simmering tensions.
What a sea of people
in the capitol on a chilly December day.
You've electrified a larger audience,
Thousands of American citizens
who can't breathe
in their own communities.
"This is an American march."
a history making moment.
He traced his small hand on his poster
and wrote
"Don't shoot me."
This poem was created by selecting certain phrases from the news article which is the title of this poem.
