We Know

We Know

While he ran.
His family grieves
We run free.

Murdered in her bed
She was only twenty-six
Her family weeps,
We still sleep.

While we watched.
On his neck a knee,
He couldn’t breathe.

It is not about a counterfeit bill,
Not about a no-knock warrant,
It is not about looting or fires.
We know what it is about and
Yet we fail to speak, to act, to change.


  1. I didn’t fail to comment. I was part of a caravan of cars in downtown Louisville today protesting cash bail for prisoners and protesting the murder of Breonna. About 40 cars and more than 50 people outside the courthouse. Proud to be a part of it.

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