I feel deep in my heart, a pain so steep, a pain so sharp. After too many years, hard to see through these tears. Witnessed too many things. Things that should never happen. Early on we’re taught to sing the glory of our mindless actions. We pray and hope to evolve. But nothing comes from intention. True change moves with resolve. Justice must be the convention! Slammed to the cold ground. Knee to throat, face down. Pleading for air, begging for life. Nine minutes of hatred televised. All the violence around drives me out of my bounds. Hear the cries of anguished mothers lose their men to white slayers. Hearts and souls keep grieving five generations of black blood flowing. Brothers and sisters witnessing five generations of young blood boiling. But sadly, I believe, history has shown the weave; human nature will prevail. Change is slow, always late! How I regret thinking this. Nor can I ever foretell this. But if there should be a way around this, how? With discrimination being so pervasive? In a time brimming with stress. Where viruses virtualize our lives, and deranged leaders are free to mess, hard to see through drowning eyes.