Fatal Force
Memorial Day
May 25, 2020
George was not muzzled
but he could not breathe
but the cop on his neck
could, and did, he breathed,
and the two on his back,
they breathed, too, too easily
taking the law in their hands
well-practiced in their malice
in blue and a badge.
For almost nine slow minutes
George was pinned to ground,
crying out, I can't breathe I can't
breathe man my face I can't breathe. . .
camera on, taping going on,
a girl somewhere crying out,
you're killing him, Bro,
and bystanders understanding
he's dying, Bro,
and George would be like Eric was
before him — remember? —
and plea
till his very breath cut out,
silenced under a damned cop's knee.
Knees on spine, another knee on neck,
knees never kneeled to George
no more than their dead suspect.
Transported away,
his name never prayed,
George Floyd it was, George lost his life that day.
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May George Floyd rest in peace and peace be with his family.
My thanks to artist Jennifer Davis for use of her portrait of George Floyd.
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