Justice is not just blind.
Justice is handcuffed, hands behind back.
Justice is forced face down on the pavement.
Justice is pinned by knee on neck by the POlice.
Justice is weighed down by one, two, three, four POlice.
Justice says “sir” justice gasps for air, Justice can’t breath.
POlice says get up and get in the car.
Justice says “I will, I can’t, Let me Up”
Justice calls for Mama. Can’t breathe, can’t breathe, hurts everywhere.
Justice is dying.
Kids are begging, let him up, he can’t breathe.
Kids are filming.
POlice are in control. Justice is bleeding from the nose.
Justice is unresponsive. Still POlice hold him down.
Kids bear witness. An ambulance comes.
Where is Justice now? With George Floyd. He rests in power. But where is our Justice?
The City of Lakes burned. May the phoenix of Justice rise from the ashes.
~by Jane Hawkner
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