Annamalyy

He begged He pleaded “I can’t breathe” —he said But it was all for naught A few minutes later, he was no longer with us His life stolen away in the blink of an eye For no reason other than the colour of his skin   And in the face of cold-blooded murder, no arrests had been made The system was not built to help him   So   The people wiped their tears Turned their grief, sadness and fear into bravery And took to the streets Held up their signs And fought the best way they knew how For all the black lives lost before All the beatings, shootings,...