Black Lives Matter 🙏

The sun begins to rise against the honey coloured sky, as the moon tucks itself away
And a Turtle Dove sings
Its wistful song as it, too, takes flight. It's a new day.

Across the valley, the trees sway and the wind is unforgiving.
The darkness within is penetrating, growing
Humanity is stirring;

Elimination.
Extermination.
Eradication.

At one with one thing only; their own destruction.
"When will this end?" She cries.
The lies, the sad goodbyes? Will you rise?

"Fight for me?" She pleads.
And a Gray Wolf hunts its prey, naturally
Yet still, you seek your own extinction day by day.

What does it matter?
The colour of their skin? Why do you not approve?
And the tormented Pangolin snuffles through the warm sand:

"Things will only get better," I hear you reply.
Well, prove it.
Let's move.

The black man looks on. His time will come soon
And a Wildcat seeks shelter 'till noon.

Look up now. The clouds are heavy.
For now, if nothing changes;
Each and every one of us is doomed.