Killers Plan (BLM)

Canticle

Killer man doesn’t have the mind that a river can,

Nor is he stiller than,

But the mind rushes to conclusions just like the river ran.

Can the mind of man change like water in a river can?

Or have the same impact that color can?

How is he the better man if he let the color red ran?

But the colored man bled for the slimmer than.

Where all in white created the killer clan.

With there no chance of the killer ban,

But no slave to cook in the killer's pan.

Outrage broke as the killers stand,

The colored man stands whilst a killer sprays the man from his can.

The real war,

 has just began.

 

  • Author: Henry Canticle (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 1st, 2020 02:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: It's real sad you know.
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 25
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