I really can’t breathe
My head hurts
My gums are bleeding
I barely understand why
I’d save you the gory details
But, my reality overwhelms me
You know, it’s quite baffling
The amount of time spent marching,
Yet we still find ourselves trembling
What’s in the air?
The smells of fear, hate and despair
Oh, how suffocating!
the idea that one can be one with an essence so deadly, yet so comfortable!
“I can’t breathe,” is not just a phrase
It’s our feeling as a people
Yes! because fear chokes us
Hate divides us!
Truth is, we are not just inhaling
We are slowly dying
So, do the right thing!!!
And let love be our breath of fresh air
Written By: Favour Ojika
Favour Ojika 