poetry's can't breathe

I CAN’T BREATHE EITHER

My Friend, I can’t breathe either The scholar professionals and smooth-talking humanitarians lied and are weak Sold us a false reality cheap Mass produced in stores Placed it next to the cashier

I CAN’T BREATHE

I haven’t been able to breathe for years, decades, centuries. I can’t breathe I can’t breathe because my  small world abhors me I have lived within a part of it A tiny