The Death Of The Brave, a poem dedicated to George Floyd

Dedicated to George Floyd

the day is dead as your body

the hearts are broken as your breath

but me       I am alone in a sea of disappointments and tears

that has no end or bottom

my mind is as trapped as I am        in a maze of my own thoughts and confusion

save me save me now

before I go mad

for I am one of the few survivors of the competent people

for when I was a tree they cut my roots

for when I was a lion they poached my skin

for when I was the wind I was forced to serve the sails

for when I was a bird they tore off my winds

and as I am a human they took my freedom

and they took your soul

June 5th, 2020

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