I CAN’T BREATHE (In memory of the innocent murdered around the world)
I CAN’T BREATHE ( In memory of the innocent murdered around the world) Protests now accompany the dastardly act Perpetrated by a judge outwardly handsome And beautifully cladded in blue uniform But oozing with extreme malice from within. “I can’t breathe” is the loud popular slogan The protesters chanted, louder than Floyd’s For freely, unrestrained they sing and march on Unlike the originator, who unfeignedly had meant it. Pinned to the ground he was, gasping for breath With arms restrained at the back by the metallic shackles. A callous knee is on the vulnerable neck as he pleaded Others pleaded too, even threatened, to no avail. When malice has eaten too deep, reason is lost Justice is denied and even the innocent suffer. Was that a glimpse of smile, of triumph on his face? What impunity! On camera? Have we become so weak? The victim spoke many a word, painful words on the ground: ”I am thirsty’, ‘My stomach hurts’, ‘Everywhere hurts’ ’I need water’, and...