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Apr 2021
Nine minutes and
Twenty-nine seconds
Knee on his neck
As death beckons
Justice shall prevail
One hopefully reckons
Unsupported by history
Or learned life lessons

And those gathered
As you might suspect
Begged him to take
His knee off of his neck
But his response was
Hey what the heck?
All he had for his victim
Was contempt and disrespect

Some might say
That we’re paranoid
To them I respond
In the name of George Floyd
Cos black lives matter
To a precious few
And y’all are aware
Of how you do

Grandpa cried while
On the stand
Recounting what he witnessed
Done to that man
The cop might as well have been
The Ku Klux ****
Which every black man in America
Will understand
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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