I wanted to write a poem in your tribute
But couldn’t think straight or any words
All I could rememeber is your deep voice
Each time I thought he’d get off of you
A little of your life was going right by
My eyes were closed but I could feel it
How many times you tried to persevere
Begging and whimpering 8.46 minutes
It was unjust, inhuman and repulsive
While you lay there without your soul
And motionless for the world to see
It was the death by knee of all humanity
Your silence was heard miles away
Yet, none could come forward to save
They said to be quiet is to be complicit
For a revolution is born for hues of dark
With agony, angst and chilling pain
To teach those who believed in contempt
That humans are all alike no matter what
Long after you’ve said, “I can’t breathe”
QUOTIDIAN BLESSING 