Next Black Murder by M.L. Graham Next Black Murder is one too many words, that is because Black and Murder together are a given should have an apostrophe make it a conjunction that way there'll be less to explain. Again? Daniel Prude was craazy not for being naked in the sleet that's American craazy for not running for laying on the concrete in front of police like life is sweet. I hear white lives matter too, that they die more than blacks but instead of protesting the police they protest us like they don't care about their dead only about diminishing ours. Who is it that strangles the truth like they strangled Acevedo and Garner and Floyd? Who blames cities for laws that are passed by states and blames us for wanting real change for wanting them to say our names? Black lives do matter saying so does respect all life but you've rejected even that simple statement like "your" can't mean "our" just this once like the next black murder will mean something different to you.
This poem was sent to me to publish by a currently imprisoned friend and penpal of 4 years.
(He did not choose the graphic to accompany it however.)