Some of you watched that 8 minutes and 46 second video
without even blinking an eye.
Sat there with a smile on your face-
one less animal to worry about, you say.
Yet we go into these streets, holding signs and voicing our lives-
They’re going to kill me.
My stomach hurts.
I can’t breathe.
Yet I’m supposed to care about a few broken windows, shattered doors,
billion-dollar businesses that replace the goods with their loot
one second later; stocks not budging an inch.
Yet I’m supposed to care about the ones who are meant to
serve and protect, tongues dripping with the lie to
serve and protect. The protected becoming the victims.
It breaks my heart that you really don’t care.
That you believe all that you see from those monopolistic bastards
controlling everything that you see- that you can’t see the bigger
picture because you never had to.
Yet I’m supposed to care, I’m supposed to feel some
sympathy because your privileged life got put on hold.
You’re worried about a virus meanwhile these blue lives that matter
are making us go blue in the face- a virus.
Oh, but we don’t have the right to be upset.
You don’t have to worry about them kneeling on your neck.
Yet we’re supposed to care that they are kneeling now.
Right back at square one.
Petitions you can sign, bail funds, and also necessary information on the Black Lives Matter movement (website updated daily):
For the people who live internationally, you can use the zip code 98204 – Everett, WA.