dying privilege

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— “dying privilege”

In response to black lives being snatched by police/ citizens, students and athletes kneeled in peace.

remember? your privilege wailed out in gut wrenching pain from their protest of silence/
because kneeling while “the bombs bursting in air” was oh so violent.

students were reprimanded, adults fired for a kneeling demonstration/
yet you some how tolerated without flinch a cop kneeling a human into asphyxiation.

face down, staring narcissistically into a pool of our own tears tinged with plasma/
the elephants in the room will river dance on our diaphragms, then report it wasn’t distress, it was underlying asthma.

If in conversation the words “I’m not racist” pirouettes on your tongue,
may your immunity of privilege die on the limbs from which we are hung.

-by edreys

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