How Can We Work When Black Lives Are Being Slaughtered?

A poem

I see on LinkedIn

Shit I can’t believe in

People pretending that

With a hat

Business is usual.

But it’s crucial

To pause daily ops

Because of these cops

Who are murdering, killing

Blacks trying to make a living.

How would you feel

If you saw the reel

Of your brother

Getting smother?

Probably like shit

And it’s sick

To work and pretend

That in the end

Nothing’s there

And no one cares

But wouldn’t you care

If you were brought to bear

Your brother

Getting smother?