Bruises

Black and Blue
Pummeled
Flying Fists
Centuries turn over
As furtherance inches forward
Degradation is more pronounced
Making Another Genocide Accentuated
Yes, i am white
Yes, i have privilege
but, i also have heart
America the grotesque
She is my country of birth
She is not my country of conviction
I take a knee
I raise a fist

Matt Snyder is both a writer and an artist from the North Eastern part of the U.S, passionate about black lives matter because of the unfair treatment of both family and friends on the daily because of the shade of their skin.
You can find him at both https://thefinestexample.home.blog/ and showcasing new talent as arts editor at TheFinestExample.home.blog

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