I Can’t Breathe
I can't breathe.
Your noose of hate,
constructed of words meant for love tighten around my neck.
I can't breathe.
I tell you over and over.
My cries fall on deaf ears-
programed from ancient scrolls.
I can't breathe.
The bullets you shot into my lungs,
when I was only trying to live.
I can't breathe.
Your hands pressed firmly over my mouth.
Because it's better for you to not hear than to listen to the truth.
If it's better for that I can't breathe-
then I will keep breathing.
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