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I Can’t Breathe
The brightest black neck
Under the filthiest white knee
For some reason, he can’t fly
Like a butterfly and sting like a bee
A lone, bare bee against
Four armed, mean wasps
‘I can’t breathe’ was uttered
Through hopeless gasps
Creatures of the jungle witnessed
The darkest silence of the white
The vile brutality of
The shameless racist white police
And the world just watched
The black bee’s longest plight
The injustice, the disgrace,
The abuse, the malice
Oh, the lonely, the unfortunate black bee!
On the soothing floor of Sultan Ahmet,
I shall pray for all the black bees in thee
On the breezy slopes of the Tauruses,
I shall breathe for thee
İdris Esen, 31 May, 2020, İstanbul
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