Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Black, A Poem. Indran




Black


Black Lives Matter. Your life matters. Black Lives
Matter. The Mad Hatter's Life Matters. And his right
to change his name, to wipe the mad prejudice
out of words matters. Black Lives Matter. My life
matters. Black Lives Matter. All lives matter. Black
Lives Matter. The squirrel's life matters. Black Lives
Matter. The elephants eat bamboo, and babies gather
round their mothers, and there are no electric fences
or shot guns and there is earth to roam and there are
paths to forge. Black Lives Matter. The police chief,
senator, assemblyman, garbage collector, teacher
and poet and all other professions and creatures
on all arks of the world join the march along
16th Street in Washington D.C. beside giant
yellow letters shouting Black Lives Matter.



Indran Amirthanayagam, c) June 10, 2020



1 comment:

Agustín García Delgado said...

That's a powerful poem, Indran!