Remember that subliminal picture:
Officer Derek Chauvin
Kneeling on poor George Floyd's neck,
Strangulating the life out of him?
Yeah, the very one.
And what that picture says?
That Subliminal Picture.
Man down;
Hands behind him;
Shackled.
Say hello to your maker;
"We the People"
Can do this to you all day everyday,
Effortlessly;
My hands in my pockets as I take a knee on you;
My hands in my pockets,
Counting my dead presidents;
But as for you;
As for you;
You can only take a knee in the field.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem