• dmwilliams 6w

    Black Rain

    Whenever rain descends again in your part of this unsteady world, take a step outside and look up towards God's perfection,

    Close your eyes and allow George Floyd's tears to quench your soul's thirst for equality within his umbrella of preservation.

    His earthly cries went unheard as he suffocated under a racist knee from a sworn officer who disregarded the Black Rain,

    His puddle of tears absorbed within the Minneapolis concrete, he exhaled his last breath which met his mother's pain.

    Upon his death, Mr. Floyd's soul soared around America and the masses of ethnicities took flight for justice and fairness,

    After he pleaded for air, he never thought in a million years that God would use him as a vessel for cultural awareness.

    DM Williams