Saturday, December 6, 2014

I Can't Breathe



Wake up in the morning
Nowhere you can hide
Just another suspect
As soon as you go outside
Just another suspect
One more man to fear
Best be deferential
If an officer is near
Best be deferential
Best wear a three-piece suit
Or find the wrong end of a truncheon
Or a combat boot
The wrong end of a truncheon
Or the barrel of a gun
Each day could be your last
And final one
I can't breathe, I can't breathe

Wake up in the morning
Try to make the rent
If you can't hustle up some money
You'll be living in a tent
If you can't hustle up some money
Or get paid a living wage
The kids will be evicted
And they'll put you in a cage
The kids will be evicted
Living in the street
In line outside the mission
To get some soup and bread to eat
In line outside the mission
Or just hope for the best
Go out and sell some loosies
Feel your heart beat in your chest
I can't breathe, I can't breathe

Wake up in the morning
Get up and roll the dice
Try not to look suspicious
Hope they think you look nice
Try not to look suspicious
Try not to raise alarm
If you want to see your family
Don't want them to come to harm
If you want to see your family
You want to live another day
Watch out for the cops
Hope they go away
Watch out for the cops
Or you'll be taking your last breath
The next one that you see
Might just choke you to death
I can't breathe, I can't breathe

4 comments:

Daina Green said...

Great poetry on this one, David. I hope it goes viral. I will post it to my network, anyway. Greetings from Toronto

Jenika said...

Thanks for the poignant poem Dave. So true and so sad. It never seems to end, does it?

gégé said...

revolution!

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