6/3/2020 POETRY: MANDELA MASSINAYOUNG BLACK MALE Young black male, in panic in view of red and blue On top of the roof, a dangerous crew, violent group Gas lighting you, all lives matter, blue lives matter My weary blues muted by America's white chatter Institutional lies, now we're institutionalized Thirteenth amendment, blacks used by the whites Still locked up for grams, dope runners with no bodies Thoughts that jog in my head is that I might be Arbery How swift would cops make Maya Breonna Taylor? Well suited for destruction, who's Uncle Sam's tailor? Haunted by thoughts of dad lost, his poor boy Might go George Foremen on killers of George Floyd Say race don't matter? you made race matter Once you started spilling African plasma American heroes? NO, just protected villains sir Making a killing, making all these killings occur My name is Mandela Massina. I am a Canadian student of Congolese descent at Western University, in London, Ontario Canada where I study English Literature and Creative Writing. In response to the unjust murder of George Floyd, I wrote this poem as an attempt to express my thoughts. It is the most honest I have been in a piece of writing.
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