On Death and Dying,
The world left.
It did not make a sound shutting the door.
It did not go into the coming night.
There was no feeling of an empty room to tell of it's passing.
The world left without a thought.
It left into nothing leaving nothing not even the cold grave.
In fact you don't even get this.
The world left.
The world left.
Why am I ill.
Why am I am still in hiding in a dumpster terrified at every noise?
Why what did I do as I was beaten savagely, I ask what did I do?
Why are you hanging them from trees?
Why did you lie to so you can have them chase and kill me?
Why are you debating that this is wrong?
Why are you killing them with too much heroin when they are addicts for fun?
Why after walking away from all that violence, 10 years, college, career even though I have severe h/c to find peace, I never seem to?
Why won't people who I love and help with PTSD won't stop killing themselves while I am the only one who knows they are sick?
Why does that same man in the truck keep coming by?
Why did he yell "Niqqer you're dead!" at my home over and over for a year?
Why do I keep watching the murders by police, video after video?
Why do I keep writing about this it makes me worse?
Why do I keep going back for another brother?
Why can't I walk or talk some times and shake non stop?
Why won't anyone listen?
Why?
Why Jesus are you making me do this alone for a whole life of racist attacks and murder attempts? Why are you pointing that gun at me?
Why are you dry clicking the gun on the wall from the apartment next door?
Why did my nephew jump?
Why do my whole family have to save my life flying 1000s of miles to see me help me buy a house?
Why do people judge me because I shake now can't talk?
Why do children get dragged away from me by their parents?
Why did that lady make that up and call police?
Why won't they remember all the free work I did for the community asking nothing but peace, 40 hours a week for 4 years at a church and cooking show all the benefits?
Why I am I again in that dumpster?
Why did I board up my windows in my new home?
Why do the police want me in terror?
Why do they keep saying "I'm going to kill you ..?"You just open the door we will do the rest,"
Why Won't anyone listen?
Why is America trying to save me?
Why is America trying to kill me?
Why am I a black man running again for his life?
Why am I dying?
Why?
Why am I am still in hiding in a dumpster terrified at every noise?
Why what did I do as I was beaten savagely, I ask what did I do?
Why are you hanging them from trees?
Why did you lie to so you can have them chase and kill me?
Why are you debating that this is wrong?
Why are you killing them with too much heroin when they are addicts for fun?
Why after walking away from all that violence, 10 years, college, career even though I have severe h/c to find peace, I never seem to?
Why won't people who I love and help with PTSD won't stop killing themselves while I am the only one who knows they are sick?
Why does that same man in the truck keep coming by?
Why did he yell "Niqqer you're dead!" at my home over and over for a year?
Why do I keep watching the murders by police, video after video?
Why do I keep writing about this it makes me worse?
Why do I keep going back for another brother?
Why can't I walk or talk some times and shake non stop?
Why won't anyone listen?
Why?
Why Jesus are you making me do this alone for a whole life of racist attacks and murder attempts? Why are you pointing that gun at me?
Why are you dry clicking the gun on the wall from the apartment next door?
Why did my nephew jump?
Why do my whole family have to save my life flying 1000s of miles to see me help me buy a house?
Why do people judge me because I shake now can't talk?
Why do children get dragged away from me by their parents?
Why did that lady make that up and call police?
Why won't they remember all the free work I did for the community asking nothing but peace, 40 hours a week for 4 years at a church and cooking show all the benefits?
Why I am I again in that dumpster?
Why did I board up my windows in my new home?
Why do the police want me in terror?
Why do they keep saying "I'm going to kill you ..?"You just open the door we will do the rest,"
Why Won't anyone listen?
Why is America trying to save me?
Why is America trying to kill me?
Why am I a black man running again for his life?
Why am I dying?
Why?
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