Minneapolis is in darkness,
The Devil fires are burning.
I see you Momma in the distant light.
I will try to come to you.
I can’t breathe,
I can’t breathe,
Oh God Almighty.
I can’t breathe.
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Author:
David Wakeling (
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- Published: February 21st, 2025 01:38
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments5
So much explosive emotion in this read. Also very heart rending 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you
Welcome
I can feel the panic as i read, great write
Thanks so much
You are very welcome
How terrifying a situation is this. Fear and panic setting in. The scenario plays out in vivid imagery. Well done David.
Thank you so much
Excellent write David
Thank you
You're welcome
I'm supposedly
A cop
I and my "colleagues"
Let me
Be filmed openly
Committing an atrocity
Knowing full well
On social media
It would be posted
And my police buddies and innocent citizens
Would be toasted
In riots
Go figure
David Dorn R.I.P
American cops watch too much television so they have no accountability.Thanks for commenting
What if it's so much more than that? (as I was hinting at beforehand.) Thanks for your reply.
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