Thoughts engraved in a dead soul - George Floyd
When I was choked, being pleaded to breathe;
That act of barbarity caused my death.
You are changing yourself,not your thinking;
While the world is prospering, you are discriminating.
Black is the colour associated with power and strength, 'tis the colour of my skin,
Look at your shadow, oh! my racists:
It exhibits black within.
The class of people which you termed "black",
Freely serve the nation without any lack.
My soul cries for those fellow masses,
May their existence not make anymore farces.
So I urge you,
I urge you not to create another example of latent racism in the world;
For our lives do matter,not meant to be hurled.
None should suffer, no more cries;
We too are humans, just like the whites.