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I Cannot Breathe
by Devi Nangrani
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The old black pen 
On a plain white paper  
Writes a new history in three words 
To refreshen the declaration of independence 
that says: All people are alike 
They have the same right to live independently
 
Then why a white officer’s black boot  
Pressurized on the neck 
Of a black unarmed man 
Against the back wheel of the car 
And compressed the neck...
Such that he shouts, 
he cries... and... pleads...
 
A living voice says -
I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe 
My mother...leave me...
give me water...
 
But brutality choked life to death  
Life which is a gift of God, 
In just eight minutes and 
then the voice faded away. 

Violently killing the living is murder 
And now violence can’t be ignored 
“I can’t breathe...” is a historical slogan of the year 
One voice is echoing back in multiple voices  
In the open air 
with a wave of protest
 
I can’t breathe...we can’t breathe...we can’t breathe.
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June 28, 2020
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