i woke up this morning to the Twitterer hashtag #IfIDieInCustody sparked by yet another police vs person of colour incident in Americaland. i have already blogged about it here, but the semi-poet in me kept screaming words and phrases and so eventually i sat down and came up with three different flavoured micropoems, for three different groups of people:

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white america

to those

of you

who have

made the


from ‘those people’


‘our brothers and sisters’

there is

but one small

leap left to make

when your cry


“Stop killing US!”

maybe then

someone will

take notice…

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justice for Sandy

they found her

a life taken

by her our own hands

and as i

rush once more

to vent my


on another hashtag

the policeman’s

stammering justification

rings in my ears

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white american church

how dare you

remain silent

as she tries to

work out a melody

using only

the black keys

on your

grandma’s old piano?

rise up

and let your

privilege be heard

as your fingers

crash down upon

those ivory keys

and your integrated song

helps to

gently lower her body

into a sandy grave

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With huge thanks to Original Dante who got me inspired to start pouring my many words into just a few.

[For my 2015 Micropoetry journey so far, click here]