Blackberry Thistles ✓

22 | both hands up (#BLM)

Go deep inside the island
of my mind. Count the hidden gauges
you may seek. Can you smell the
entrained fear passed in every
ion molecule in my bloodstream?

It's there, you'll find fear etched
into every possible millimetre of space.

The colour of my skin makes
me a target and I am automatically
the oppressor.

Wrongfully convicted and attacked
for crimes I did not commit. Why
are humankind this forceful?

A warning call: Hands up!

But they will shoot anyway, even
with both hands up in surrender.

Why should the color of my skin
be the sole determinant in
dictating my death?

Please, don't shoot.

My life should not be placed in
their hands, just as my hands,
now out, facing upwards in surrender,
should not be placed in theirs.

They'll drop it, every single time.
And stomp, squeeze, crush, strangle,
drown, rip, and suffocate us into we're
dead.

Not just another blank face. Not
just another number toppling the mass
of police brutality and racial discrimination.

Bang.

Shot. With both hands up.

- k.h

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#blacklivesmatter

If you are willing to, please do all you can to support this movement. It is so important that everyones voices get heard amongst all the violence and hatred separating not just America, but everywhere all over the world.

Thankyou, and hope everyone stays safe! Xx