OH AMERICA!
By: Sandra Nyanchoka

OH AMERICA!
When I put on a hoodie, you killed me.
When I put my hands up, you killed me.
When I said I can’t breathe, you killed me.
Why don’t you stop and listen to my cries for help?
Why don’t you look into my soul and not at the color of my skin?
Where is your compassion?
Where is your love?
Why are you so filled with hate?
Why did you have to kill me and countless others?
What happened to my rights?
Where is the justice?
Why are you such a big lie?
What about my brothers?
What about my sisters?
What about my sons?
Should they walk around in fear?
Don’t you know you’re ruining lives with your unjust ways?
Stop it now—would ya!?