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K E Cummins Jun 2020
Be fearless.
Your voice was not made to be silenced,
And neither was your thought.
Give it tongue, give it volume, give it song.
Give it your lips and your teeth.
This is what you are to the world.
This is your truth, and your way.
There is nothing more precious than this.
Bite hard, never let go.
Published a few years ago as part of poetry collection for my university Womyns Centre. Thought it became relevant again.
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
****** with callous authority
****** with casual face
behold guilt and indifference
behold helpless public pleading
cries to mothers past and mothers now
behold public death - oh, watching eyes

behold the citizens’ fear to interpose
behold the helpless sheep, oh lion!
where came such fear?
behold the face of arrogance
behold the face of tyranny
are you safe in your coop, chicken?
where came such power?

Share the barking dogs’ epiphany
wake the half-asleep and world-weary
clutch the scoundrels
Let the pain of others be warning
And the alarm of villains ring like music
a free verse protest poem about the ****** of Mr. Floyd, on TV
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of tyranny,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my hackers live,
Land where my loyalty is,
Land where my bankers give
Let misrule ring!
My native country, flee,
To land of autocracy,
Thy name I love;
I love thy arrogance,
Thy sweet high-handedness;
Your subjugating dominance
Of thee I sing.
Let Russia swell the breeze,
And ring with Putany
Sweet brother's song;
Let lying tongues awake;
Let American freedoms take;
Let law and justice break,
Let Trump rule ring!
Allies like Moscow Mitch,
Have America in the ditch,
Let Fox News ring!
Republicanism is a b*h,
Our government for the rich,
My Lackey's be enriched
Of thee I bling!
Corruption's' God to me,
Author of tweetery,
To me thee sing.
Long may my brand be bright,
With dictator's impending night,
The fools have given me the right,
I'm  God your King!
In the tradition of updating classic American folk songs to reflect new times.
This is "America" reworded.
michael Jun 2020
They can't heal
When our shame
Lines these roads

They can't heal
When our guides
Aid, abet
And confuse

They can't heal
With our past.
Its power,
We still feel

They can't heal
When we tame
This shared pain.
BLM
Amanda Hawk Jun 2020
Sputtering out words
I felt the emotion
Collect upon my face
In tiny droplets
Passion and hatred
Streak the same
As they run
Down your face
B Jun 2020
They spoke with warmth, their ideas so bright.
They told us for too long, we have had to fight.
It’s time to take it back, they told us all with might.
It’s time to end humanity’s, bitterly long night!

The next day we rose, with a correction of sight.
While the white men in their towers, looked at us with fright.
For our power now displayed, so ominously bright.
Now we fight together, for everything’s that’s right!
Aliza Jennifer Jun 2020
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 near
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 cheer

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵𝘴 dear
𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 fear
𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 tears

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 virus 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 coronavirus
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 us

𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦. (𝘴𝘰? 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?)
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 cry
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 die

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 you?
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 you!

𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘪𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 afraid
𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧

𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 rest?
𝘕𝘖! 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 protest

𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 community
𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 humanity

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 complexion
𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 perfection
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 complexion
𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 rejection

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 health 𝘪𝘴 wealth
𝘉𝘶𝘵 wealth 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 health
how's your 2020 going? plz give it a like
        ~Aliza Jennifer~
grey Jun 2020
"I can't breathe." - George Flloyd

"I don't have a a gun, stop shooting!" -Michael Brown

"What are you following me for?" -Trayvon Martin

"...." -Jonathan Ferrell

"I love you too." -Sean Bell

Stop. Killing. Innocent. People.
black lives matter
The Calm Jun 2020
Please write back to me and tell me how to protest,
Because I'm terrified of running into a bad cop, or privileged white people thinking they can make a citizens arrests

Please give me something else to do since you don't want me to take a knee,
To silently protest while you sing an anthem that represents you but doesn't represent me

Please teach me how protest ,
So you don't have to reproach me for my lack of decorum,
Give me something that will change the outcome
Cause people are dying and it seems you don't care , how come ?

We defend the indefensible crimes of those paid to protect us, and expect us to sit idly by as they **** us,
Turn on the news and watch
Watch them defend the good ole' boys in blue as they go through our history and berate us

Dear white people,
Why can I not yell and scream ?
To make up for the air taken from George Floyd's lungs as he whimpered I can't breathe

Breathe, an unequivocal human right
A knee to the neck, crushing the passage way,
from his eyes was gone the light
The sight, myself a black man that will raise black sons how can I not stare in fright?

Fright , fear in my heart from the sight
The new Jim Crow or the old one?
No ropes but we are still lynched
No dogs chasing us but still the same plight

Dear white white church,
You're probably the biggest problem of all.
All the political capital and still you don't answer our call.
So focused on abortion rights but don't seem to care about black babies when they get a little tall

Jesus was a man of color unjustfully killed
Jesus was a man of color unjustfully killed

Every black man and woman killed an image of Christ but it seems you've willed
Yourself into believing that God doesn't see
Your silence, you've been billed!
And no penance can pay the cost you owe
In the pockets of politicians
You've gone so low
Picking a party over people
You thought we wouldn't know ?
Its no surprise that Donald Trump would go to a church posing with a Bible
Appeasing you so
You fill his pockets with dollars so that the calamity never ends

Dear white allies
We appreciate you answering the call
The problem doesn't directly affect you but still you stand and stand tall
You are our professors, elders, neighbors , church members you give your energy , your passion, your privilege and you use it all

Dear white allies,
We're happy to call you friends
The work is far from done
Its never fun but friendships like this never end.
thoughts from a rough couple of weeks
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