Black Lives Matter
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This poem describes the BLACKS War going on for so long,
How do black, white or brown decide right or wrong?
I raise a question- does the colour of my skin really define me,
Black is a beautiful colour that signifies equality.
Racism, racism and racism, through this you are showing your narrow thinking,
Due to this mindset, today the world has begun sinking.
The word RACE has actually begun a race between all races to be the best,
Black is not at all inferior from the rest.
A normal day, May 25 it was,
But in Minnesota, some were going against the laws.
The white policeman knelt on Floyd's neck for minutes- nine,
While Floyd was screaming "I can't breathe" and begging for his life.
He lay their motionless, seeing his dreams falling apart,
Waiting for someone to come and help him fast.
Well, he was black, he didn't deserve to live,
After murdering a man, is this what you say?
What did he do, was being a black such a big problem,
No. But Floyd's an inspiration now, "BLACK LIVES MATTER" has become an emblem.
George Floyd has proven himself to be a real life inspiration,
For bringing equality in ever district and nation.
Discrimination on the basis of colour of skin? How?
Let us pray to fix all the injustice happening in the world right now.
All are equal, white is not superior and black is not inferior,
In the end, I'd like to conclude that BLACK LIVES MATTER.
MAY GEORGE FLOYD'S SOUL REST IN PEACE.