Hey! I can't breathe officer!
That's not the weight of thy knees;
The weight of pride and arrogance
The load of white on coloured skin
Hey! Officer... I can't breathe!

Leave me free officer, I can't bear!
Behind The cloak of Color, I wear
My heart is clean …
Hey! Officer...am' unable to breathe!

I was painted dark
As per the supreme will
To which, you know officer...!
Neither had I a choice to opt for
Nor did I ever subscribe
It's too much officer… I can't breathe

Don't you see your Jesus, under thy knees?
The One you pray, in a silent edifice.
Hear His call, from my screaming voice
That writhes on ground, under your belt
Feel my pulse Officer! And in it thy Jesus
Moments from here, perhaps!
I would stop to plead or yell
Look at my face that's turning pale

Loosen the belt of primacy white
Fasten the knots of sane humanity
Tell me please! What's wrong with me?