Ode To George Floyd

It is a sin being born black Worse to grow and walk the streets of Minneapolis It is a sin unforgiven son Every blackman’s crime is a death crime You’re the crime the police stand against Your dark skin, robust stature and resilience Remnant of slavery you are, you stand tall, walk tall Today a victim of racialism, you foster equality Across the world’s length and its breadth A sin will be sanctified by this strangled breath On these streets and its system son You can’t breathe till this sin is scorned Bells will chime in time for this crime That holds as death every blackman’s need And as one the world will stand indeed To halt the crime of being born black! Oh, George!