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Kneel For Me
The Nine Muses who infuses my Charkas with wisdom, replenishes my temple with a thirst of knowledge, ordains my body within its tantric christening, and shelters my mind against the great storms of life.
Kneel for me when my voice is weak
I’m short of breath when I can no longer speak
Kneel for me as I’m being brutality slammed to the ground
When no cell phone cameras are visibly around
Kneel for me when the boys in blue are choke holding me while taking me down
Handcuffed for a traffic stop, now bruised, placed in a police cruiser and taken downtown
Kneel for me when they bust down my door
My wife and kids looking on, as I’m being slammed without probable cause to the floor
Wrong man, wrong house, justifiable by law, a rotten system to the core
Kneel for all the male lives taken away
One man blackballed on his knees he fought each Sunday as he stayed
A fascist president will never come to understand
The National Anthem, yes was written for woman and for man
My hand, I place with pride across my chest
Does the words represent everyone at best
Kneel for me, not to be condoned out of disrespect
The core values of a man’s disavowal adopted and then put into effect
Difference of laws, may somehow allow and let
Yet, a foot placed on my back, crushing my Moorish neck
Kneeling for peace to be treated as one
Too many innocent lives lost, somehow the battle must continue on
Until all men kingdom shall come
Can’t get justice when you stand
When you kneel, you are considered the unpatriotic man across America's great lands
No justice to this day, and still no peace
Kneeling once again on a bended knee
I rise when justice of man benefits us all
No colors, no nationality’s face meets the ground when he falls
Kneel for me, kneel for someone’s child
Let this moment in time define men alliance worthwhile
Boy grows into a man, hopefully the times will have given him an inch
Justice embracing his civil rights as a man given in effort to enrich
Kneel For Me
Kneel for me when my voice is weak
I’m short of breath when I can no longer speak
Kneel for me as I’m being brutality slammed to the ground
When no cell phone cameras are visibly around
Kneel for me when the boys in blue are choke holding me while taking me down
Handcuffed for a traffic stop, now bruised, placed in a police cruiser and taken downtown
Kneel for me when they bust down my door
My wife and kids looking on, as I’m being slammed without probable cause to the floor
Wrong man, wrong house, justifiable by law, a rotten system to the core
Kneel for all the male lives taken away
One man blackballed on his knees he fought each Sunday as he stayed
A fascist president will never come to understand
The National Anthem, yes was written for woman and for man
My hand, I place with pride across my chest
Does the words represent everyone at best
Kneel for me, not to be condoned out of disrespect
The core values of a man’s disavowal adopted and then put into effect
Difference of laws, may somehow allow and let
Yet, a foot placed on my back, crushing my Moorish neck
Kneeling for peace to be treated as one
Too many innocent lives lost, somehow the battle must continue on
Until all men kingdom shall come
Can’t get justice when you stand
When you kneel, you are considered the unpatriotic man across America's great lands
No justice to this day, and still no peace
Kneeling once again on a bended knee
I rise when justice of man benefits us all
No colors, no nationality’s face meets the ground when he falls
Kneel for me, kneel for someone’s child
Let this moment in time define men alliance worthwhile
Boy grows into a man, hopefully the times will have given him an inch
Justice embracing his civil rights as a man given in effort to enrich
Kneel For Me
Published 3rd Jun 2020
Author's Note
I wrote this poem in March 2019, on behalf of Colin Kirkpatrick..I will not allow comments, because they were already given in much respect in Marhc 2019..God works in mysterious ways.. It made me cry to see what this man worked to get justice for the silent ones and to see Police Officers kneel in support for the protestors. I cried.. George Floyd your death was not in vain. We will heal... together
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