I can’t breathe
For the weight of history bears down,
And suffocates my hopes, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe,
For the boot on my human face stamps down
Crushing a vision of the future, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe
For the white hooded sheets, the red flagged, blue crossed
Rag forced down my throat, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe,
For the gilded tower buffoon steals the air
To poison it with bile, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe,
For the trees are bearing strange fruit which
Choke and gag and gasp, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe,
For the hypocrisy, lies and denial, and the privilege
Inhaled at every waking moment, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
I can’t…