George Floyd Poem by Irving Courtley Jones

What brought on the rage
When does one's guts fill up with
hate until one cannot take it
anymore

Eight minutes
of breath was too little
time
to show distain
for human life

What the hell
the white man wore a badge
he will never get the
death penalty

murder
seems something U.S. police
are capable of
law enforcement escapes them

i gasp for breath
my nostrils long for the
fresh air of freedom

George Floyd
wherever you are
i want you to know
we the millions
who marched in
remembrance of
your name

will have that
breath of
fresh clean air


1/2/2021