I am black,
Always attacked.
They whacked meMy skin colour got me attacked,
They think I'm cracked.
Kneeling down my knees,
Begging you to STOP.As much as your life matters,
Mine matters too.
Violence took away my confidence,
Innocence and my intelligence.They always cry,
Before they die.
They feel useless,
Very juiceless.They lost their lives,
Knives ended their lives.
Racism ended thousands of lives.Do we have to protest for you to understand?
Do you want to see more coffins?
What has become of us?My fellow citizens are in fear,
that will never disappearWe are one,
We'll dine together.
But the fact still remain,
Our lives matter.Smoke_bun
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I Feel What I See[Poetry] 🌻
PoetryHi Ladies and Gentlemen. I'm Aobakwe. And this is my first poetry book, i hope you enjoy every single poem that will be published in this book. There are sad, happy, and all kinds of moods in this poetry book. Hope you enjoy the book. Cover by: @At...