“I Can’t Breathe!” #Rhyme #Unapologetic

Can you imagine being a Mother
supper’s on the stove
There is a warmth in the air
that chases away the cold
.
A phone call from a person
Your gut makes a twist
Panic overwhelms your heart
The words you thought you’d never get
.
“I’m sorry, but your child is gone.”
Each syllable low, and hollow
Internally, you start to scream
Externally, your tears follow
.
Dead weight leaves you breathless
your vision becomes blurred
Memories of your baby love
leaves you lost for any words
.
“But, no, it can’t be true
their birthday is coming up!”
“I can’t bury my child before myself.”
“This isn’t how it’s supposed to work!”
.
Lead is lining my insides
I’m rooted to the floor
Burning sobs rip through my chest
I’m shredded to my core
.
“Why did they take my baby?!”
“He didn’t deserve to die!“
“She was asleep, in her own bed!”
“Why did they take her life?!”
.
“Our skin color is permanent!”
“This is how we were born!”
“Why are we being crucified?!”
“Why do they look at us with scorn?”
.
A system meant to fail us
A world that swallows us whole
Forced to live in fear
In a place that should be home
.
“I can’t breathe!” He utters, weakly
As the pressure does increase
His teardrops hit the pavement
as he meets his final sleep.

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