I am SICK of Seeing Black People Killed for Jogging…or for BREATHING

This has GOT to stop

I have seen enough.

The officers responsible for the murder of George Floyd should be arrested and charged with the aggravated murder of an unarmed black man.

My heart is sick over this. I can’t process this. And it is not even MY pain. This pain is a burden the black community has been bearing for decades. Longer than decades.

Black people are incarcerated, harassed, killed in great numbers and we know this. We know this. Yet–here we are again. What if there were no video of the murder of George Floyd? When will we listen, and act, and stop this?

I did what I do when I am upset and I process by writing poetry. Poetry can be a social justice warrior if we let it. I wrote a poem called ‘I Can’t Breathe’ last night and submitted it to Illumination, one of the fastest growing publications on the Medium platform. Please give it a read. Please share it. Please speak out LOUD and call for change.

Please. This MUST stop.


I Can’t Breathe’

Black men can’t breathe here.
Their necks are pressed to pavement.

People watch this here, in this country
where racism boils under like a disease.

I was in high school
when Rodney King
was beaten
and televised
like a sick precursor —

This poem was originally published by Illumination. The link to the original post where you can read the poem in its entirety and clap to show your support for this cause is below:


It shouldn’t be a privilege
to breathe.

–‘I Can’t Breathe’

by Christina M. Ward
in honor and memory of George Floyd and every single unjustly murdered person of color

Author: Christina M. Ward

Poet, author of "organic"

2 thoughts on “I am SICK of Seeing Black People Killed for Jogging…or for BREATHING”

  1. It’s really aweful!..every fiber of my being ached to take vengeance on those police officers. I also poured out my heart on the lines of poetry here;

    My black sin

    kick me ,hit me with spite ,pummel my face with hatred,
    And it doesn’t hurt cos I’m black?
    To a cop every crime is garbed in a black skin,
    In a court room verdict is reached on the profuse testimony of colour.
    Would you do this thing?
    Would you convict a man on the precipice of his skin?
    How is black inferior to white?
    Would you fault GOD for crafting the black skin?
    What is the difference between what is black and what is not?
    Should it always be about what is black or white or what is wrong or right?

    Some days now, libations of ancestral loathing were made,
    On the streets of Minneapolis from the horn cup of police brutality.
    You didn’t just snuff out the life of George Lloyd,
    You restated that human life is paltry when it comes in colour.
    You didn’t just Rob a man of Justice,
    You robbed the entire humanity of Justice.
    In the times of Wilberforce it was informally dressed slave masters, bending the will of my coloured fathers with whips and chains,
    Now there are garbed slave masters -cops bending my brothers to death with cofs and bullets.

    How do you atone for this sin?
    You “fire” the murderer?;is this all you’ll do?
    Is that all you ever do?
    What about Ahmad Aubrey?
    What about Breonna Taylor?
    What about Stephon Clark?

    What about women turned widows?
    What about children now fatherless?
    What about mothers turned childless?
    What about every little black boy that will watch that footage?
    What about me?
    I am yet to see black knees sit on white necks and a stifled breath crying “I’m going to die,I can’t breathe” until it fades away.
    Tell me,tell me now….
    What is my black sin?

    By Azoronyeahu uchenna gentle

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  2. It sickening to say the least that this has been ongoing for generations, I guess the good thing to come from George Floyd’s death is that it’s now waking up an ignorant world. Thank you for sharing – please feel free to read my latest post too we touch upon similar things! And let me know what you think. 💗

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