Confessions of an Imperfect Meditator: Or, From Zafu to Snafu!

I Can't Breathe

Breath Taking

I Can't Breathe George Floyd

It’s sweltering hot chained to the dark hull of this sailing ship

I can’t breathe

This white man’s sweat-stenched body pounding on top of me

I can’t breathe

Shot by a U.S. Army soldier on my own people’s reservation

I can’t breathe

This noose around my neck yanked by my own body weight tightens so fast

I can’t breathe

Thrown in a dark solitary cell for marching for women’s right to vote

I can’t breathe

Shoved off the train and crammed into this gas chamber

I can’t breathe

Thick smoke from the fire and I'm trapped on the top floor of this shirt factory

I can’t breathe

Deep in this old coal mine, the soot is so dense

I can’t breathe

An innocent man waiting for the switch in this cold electric chair

I can’t breathe

Dying of AIDS all alone, people too afraid to touch me

I can’t breathe

A young gay man beaten and tied to a ranch fence post out on this prairie

I can’t breathe

Attacked in a dark alley, I'm left to die for being trans

I can’t breathe

I'm a second grader fallen from my desk, gunned down in my elementary school classroom

I can’t breathe

People running and screaming from this gay nightclub, I am hit

I can’t breathe

Can’t take this bullying anymore, I decided to hang myself, at last

I can’t breathe

Quietly worshiping in my mosque, then I am shot in the neck out of nowhere

I can’t breathe

Lost my job and my healthcare, now I'm dying from cancer alone at home

I can’t breathe

My husband beat me harder than usual today, I’m crumpled on the floor

I can’t breathe

My black head is locked in this white police choke hold

I can’t breathe

They tore me from my mother’s arms and put me all alone in this cage

I can’t breathe

Walking in a peaceful protest, they shot tear gas in my face

I can’t breathe

Left in this COVID ICU bed, no family allowed, this hoax will kill me yet

I can’t breathe

An innocent black man, I got this police boot on my neck eight minutes, 46 seconds

I can’t breathe

                                                                           Kristin L Roush

Comments

Jessica Fleming

This is the horror movie. Us.

Laura Cooper

That’s a powerful message! I love it! I miss our little get together chats!

Kris

Hi Jessica,
I know. It's very dark and sad. I've been understanding lately the unwanted gift of the dark side mirror. This has been Trump's gift to me. I am being careful now to not so quickly add the "up" side perspective in order to rescue myself from discomfort. Like a wise mother saying to her child, "No, you just sit there awhile and think about what you've done." I have never hung a black man, but I have stayed silent in the presence of a racial joke. So, yes, on the continuum, I participated in hanging that black man. These are hard times in the U.S. --- Period.
Kris

Rodolfo Espindola

I'm in tears.

Kris

Rodolpho,
Thank you for taking the time to read each line slowly. And thank you so much for taking the time to leave your moving comment.
Peace

Mary Maulsby

Kris,
Thank you for taking the time to write each line slowly! This piece is so compelling and sad and maddening and horrifying and terrifying and and and!

Thank you for writing and posting this. And I love all the comments.

These times - it's so hard to breathe!

With Love,
Mary

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