Exhumed

Political and Socially Conscious Free Verse Poetry

Black History Challenge 2021

Poem #2

When the stopwatch

Finally stopped

The time was

Eight minutes

46 seconds

As the video

Screamed and

Beckoned

For Equality

For Justice

As the fate of

Minorities

In this country

Is under constant

Scrutiny

As authorities

Choose to be

Violent against

My kind

As they are never

Convicted for

Their crimes

So in my mind

I find that I am

Conflicted

As Injustice

Is inflicted

As the non-violent

Approach

Encroaches on our

Patience

As it is safe to say

That the

Methodologies

Of the Sixties

Isn't working

We are still hurting

As they stomp on

Us like we are

Cockroaches

As they Raid us

We wave the Black Flag

Omitting the green and the red

As human decency is dead

As many have bled and

Died for the cause

Still being killed at

Will or ending up

Behind bars

So far King's dream

Remains that

As hatred remains

In tact as the attacks

On Blacks

Is done legally

Because authorities

Reward the brutalities

Of their own by 

Condoning and

Not condemning them

Because

It is scary that Black Lives

Only matter in the obituaries

The cemeteries and

The mortuaries

As the results rarely vary

But it remains very scary

As the remains of justice

Remain in unmarked graves

Hoping one day to be saved

And

Exhumed from the tomb

Resuming the fight

For Equality and Civil Rights

 

Author's Note

this is part of a challenge to write a new and different poem through out the month of February 2021 for a total of 28 at the end of the month.