I Can'T Breathe

I can’t breathe, variety is a spice at risk of facing the ban the neck is pressed by the knee to show the superior one yet our organs are complete and we bare the same name-Dan. I can’t breathe, I’m forced to marry vices as their notorious wife two meters around me, there should always be a knife because the sun is white, but I give colour to life. I can’t breathe, even in beauty, a mate sees me as bad art he smells the rose and subjects me to inhale his fart positioning my image to play his wild dart. I can’t breathe, in a bus for all, I’m avoided like decayed meat I grab a space and pollute the nearest empty seat eyes staring at me from souls ready to beat. We can’t breathe, can anything good come out of the club of peasants? the best we can get is the glory of an assistant the intent to always deny us our goal is blatant. We can’t breathe, they block the fantasies to show just poverty their trade assumes, we are still their property b’cos what is less than a centimeter gives them sovereignty. We can’t breathe, if they continue to steal this power. We can’t breathe, if they continue to keep us lower. I can’t breathe I just can’t breathe, please let me breathe b’cos I still can’t breathe. For the poetry contest “I can’t breathe” Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux, Published on the 8th of June. 2020. Placement: 2nd Position [14th. June. 2020]