I Can’t Breathe Pt. 3

Please I can’t breathe.

My stomach hurts.

My neck hurts.

Everything hurts.

They’re going to kill me.

I can’t breathe either George.

I stand for you.

You deserve justice.

I pray for your family and loved ones.

My post won’t help.

Actions are much stronger.

But if I riot, would that solve the problem?

Isn’t that what they want us to do?

To be angry and label us as animals?

Is a post supposed to end racism?

Sadly, it’s been happening forever.

I stand for every African-American who has been affected by police brutality and white on black crimes.

I stand for every African-American who’s been falsely accused over a crime they didn’t commit.

I stand for all the young black men trying to succeed in life while facing adversity.

I stand for all the young black women who receive hate for being the strong and empowering human beings that they are.

I stand for my people and I don’t need a social media post to prove it.

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Letter 2 LA

You don’t need to know about my situation. Appreciate my art and let every word sink in. To be continued... Your my rock My stone In this life I can’t do it on my own Writing to you back home Since I can’t be there... We fought, we argued, I left I wasn’t at my best My heart beating out my chest But what’s next? You humbled me You’ve protected me You’ve made me your safe space when you was feeling empty I need your love all over me I’m coming one day Just a flight away Keep supporting Dont ignore it I know how you feel I’m keeping it real And this is my letter to you xoxoxo

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