Monday, January 26, 2015

I Can't Breathe

I Can't Breathe

With all the recent killings showcased on the news
So many protests here and there
I am sitting here wondering what year are we in
Is it 2015?
Or is it 1950?

Everyone should feel safe
Everyone must respect each other
We have people killing each other
We have mothers crying over their child
We have children growing up without a parent

Does it make it right that someone known throughout the community
Someone who is of large frame
Comes up against someone smaller
Back up is called
A technique to subdue ended wrong
Now we all are divided

I can't breathe is the last words he said
The media has played it out
The officer wasn't found guilty
The community is in an uproar

As a world wide community we are suffering
We are turning out backs against those to protect and serve
They are apprehensive in handling a situations

As a woman the nurturer
I am crying
I am saying we shall overcome
I am praying that one day we can all get along
I am wishing that every son who walks out the door makes it back

I am chocking on the way the world is spitting back the treatment
I am getting light headed from the injustice
I can't breathe

By Patricia A. Saunders
Author of Let it Rain