Check out the pace of the plague.
Insane! Cough, cough, people drop
like black lives 'round blue lights
in broad daylight. I wonder why - God -
"I can't breathe."
The pain, the pain, must cease.
Police please! I protest peacefully.
Silly me. I must die slowly
for the world to notice me. I wonder why - God -
"I can't breathe."
Peace to supersede understanding
is hard to find in persecuted timing
when politician play on our feelings
only to endorse the police in our killing. I wonder why
I can just hear my brother, crying, "I can't breathe."
Now I'm in the struggle, and I can't leave.
Calling out the violence of the racist police,
we ain't gonna stop, till our people are free*.
And now I stand before the Saviour, Maker,
a martyr. Father, they know now what they do.
So untrue! They do and deny their hate.
It's history, and now that I am in history,
I hear "NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE!",
but blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called children of God.
But the children of God were on Capitol Hill,
praise giving, flag waving and in spirit slaying,
and the children of God were on the streets,
protesting "ALL LIVES MATTER!" to "BLACK LIVES MATTER!"
I would speak up, but I was suffocated,
so the streets shout out:
"Whose children are these
that mock my murder and burn my country asunder?
Whose children are these
that incarcerate peaceful protestors?"
Tell me this much, Father, that I might
rest in peace than stir violence in my sleep, singing
I can just hear my brother, crying, "I can't breathe."
Now I'm in the struggle, and I can't leave.
Calling out the violence of the racist police,
we ain't gonna stop, till our people are free*.
So I pray for freedom,
sow seeds for freedom,
protest for freedom.
Oh God bring freedom
that your sons and daughters might breathe
freely than die in police custody.
"Let freedom ring!" like the good King proclaimed,
and let Lady Justice sing to this tune.
*Taken from Samuel L. Jackson's I can't breathe song
Samuel Rubadiri 