Clouds fade, giving the hints of departure.
Every falling petal is taking me farther.
The bleeding ink is upset with me , perhaps,
the high skies are calling me closer!
So what if I am different from you?
So what if I don't fit in your queue?
Deeming how dreadful you could be,
the dread till infinity did accrue!
Now, I can't breathe, suffocated by your ill aim
but in the heavens I will aflame.
Yes, my neck hurts, everything hurts,
I am George Floyd , Say My Name!!
©ssj
S