I can't breathe
I can't breathe from oppressions
Oppressions of slavery
How can I breathe from racism?
I can't breathe from the oppressions of corruption

I await when we'll become humans
When Black lives matters
When they'll feel my pain
Yours is a tragedy gone too far
Maybe after you, we can breathe
Did you really have to die, Floyd?

If there is a Judah in every twelve
Shall we blame the Judas?
Or institutions that protects racism?
How long shall we be quiet
And accept man's inhumanity to humans?

From the evil days of the world war
To traumatic military regimes
And then, demonstration of craze
Where is the justice, democracy?
What is wrong in being black?

You teared in the west
It echoed in the north
Vibrated in the south
And came down strong in the east
When your sun set at noonday
In like manner, the moon got darkened  

This scale is not balanced
The scale of justice and freedom
This is the world we live in
Where might equates right
When you sit and do nothing right
You are but an infinitesimal part of our problem

Where will the pendulum swing?
To be or not or be in a perverse world
When will our Moses use his rod
The rod of equality for all
Regardless of colour, race or tribe?

Bravo to word and pen artist word over
Defenders of the defenceless and justice ambassadors
I wish I could turn around time
When life really mattered
Including black lives
Only then can we truly breathe...