Why do I have to suffocate to be heard?
Why do my thoughts mean nothing?
Why does my voice hide among what they choose to hear?
Why am I not enough?
Am I not human?
I make mistakes, and repent for the sins I’ve committed?
Does my heart not beat?
Why is melanin the cause of my defeat?
Why must a witness determine the effects of injustice?
Why must a simple mistake be the last day I see light?
What reason should I die?
Is a $20 bill all that my life is worth?

An incident prompted people to fight for justice
Then there are some asking,
"There's been acts of injustice before, why were you silent then?"

Because it's better to act late than never.

It's just not right for them to say that you didn't stand up that time so you must not now.
It takes courage to stand for what's right especially against those who have power.

~ S.G

The Oldest Lie

The oldest lie we tell our children is that we are all equal.
We pretend. We lie. We digress from the truth to shield them from all evils.
But the truth is we dream of such a world where race, creed and colour do not define us.

We protect them from the facts of life and speak of the past, forgetting the present.
We praise MLK, Malcolm and Mandela as civil right heroes,
neglecting the bitter truth that they took the first steps on our long walk to freedom.

Enough is enough. Our children deserve better.
They need to know our struggle.
Only then can we dream of better things.

I feel compelled to post and speak
But my education feels too bleak
Yet blacks and whites and others too
See the harm the policemen do

I am white
But I'm not dumb
I see an action so blatantly wrong
The harm that the policemen have done

The people are out and the streets are loud
They will not rest until justice is found
One name fires up the nation
Yet the harm continues, little hesitation

There are good, but there are bad
People on every side of the issue are mad
But it's hard to deny the facts
Unlawfully taken lives can't be given back

Speak up for what is true and what is right
Even if you're scared since you are white
I know you aren't dumb
Help be the change that needs to come

I can’t breathe
On these choking
White streets of
The United
States
of
R
a
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s
m

Maybe if we stopped looking at countries
and changed out perspective
then we'd see that we're all from the same planet
But just live in different places
our little-big "towns"

Because the best thing about a colouring book
is all the colours
White, blue, black and yellow
And without a colour, the picture would not be complete

And the best thing about a rainbow
is not the treasure at the end
but the colours uniting when the war begins between the sun and the rain
and that's what makes all the difference

and it's our strength, but also our weakness