My Bully Wears Blue My heart is so heavy and I know yours is too We wear black and our bully wears blue Let’s talk about the virus that corona didn’t cause That lingers in our society Like precipitation fog And I can’t see on this frightening walk the dangers ahead Or the auction block Let’s talk about the genocide at the hands of the police let’s talk about our blood that is covering these streets Like tar And perhaps that’s why the cops have “beats” Cause they do.... beat..... Let’s talk about the rope hanging from the tree that’s connected to the knee That sucked out the life Of brother George Floyd and Freddy or The mysterious black woman “suicide” Toronto we need answers How did Regis really die No no not your lies Cause her mama heard her cry Before she was silenced Let’s talk about Santina Who was beat like Rodney King By these ideologies Deeply rooted in police That black lives matter least They are mere scapegoats for their dirty deeds Let’s talk Let’s talk about the pain When we see it over again Lining the tracks Of this fast moving train While the fog clouds rain Soaking us in blood Covered in excuses Cuts and bruises Dismissing the human That’s trapped in the nooses And I CAN’T BREATHE I am choking on the truth There is blood in my throat And we’re rotting From the root
Angela read this poem at the #JusticeForRegis rally against police brutality last Saturday. She kindly allowed us to publish it here.
See also: Kinda hate, a poem by Angela Bowden
Angela Bowden is a frequent contributor to the Nova Scotia Advocate. She is one of the talented writers selected for this year’s Alistair MacLeod Mentorship Program, offered by the Writers Federation of Nova Scotia. Angee’s voice has always been unique and vital, it’s only getting more so over time.
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such powerful words that made me cry and I am an INDIAN from this country CANADA n I thought we were so mistreated we still r but that is bad to treat pplz like that when u have authority if thats what it is My heart goes out to the people WE should all gather as ONE beautiful ” NATION ” LOviez
A wonderful poem — reminiscent of one line “strange fruit”….