I CAN’T BREATHE

The gun rests on a trigger-friendly fingers

With blue on, your wear the badge of your dishonour.

Wee-oww! Wee-oww!!

Some got lucky because they’re pale.

What`s justice? A tempestuous riddle.

Frightened by the coloured skin,

You stroke the fire of white supremacy.

Scarred by your bigotry,

I can’t breathe from the injustice I’ve inhaled.

I wear so many names now,

But, I shall be stronger.

The hate you give shall be within you.

I can’t breathe!!!

My stomach hurts!!!

ORUBOR ECSTASY GERRARD