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Southampton Press / Opinion / Letters / 1704866

Momma

(In memory of George Floyd)

Momma, please come I need you now

I’m in so much pain

People all around

Seeing this torture it’s insane

Momma, Momma, please come right NOW!

It’s that same cry

When I was hungry

When I was wet and I needed to be dry

It’s that same cry when I had a boo-boo when I fell

Momma, can you hear me as I scream and yell

Momma MOMMA

This knee on my neck

I CAN’T BREATHE!

Momma Momma

Please hurry Please hurry please come quick

He’s trying to kill me

And his conviction might not stick

Momma Momma oh God I just peed

Can you come and change this madness change this madness Please!

Momma Momma

I CAN’T BREATHE!

Get this knee off my neck

I

CAN’T

BREATHE!

I’m slipping away

I’m slipping away

I love you, Momma

My last breath I breathe

Brenda Simmons

Southampton