A black father is gone
A black husband is gone
A black friend is gone
A black human is gone
He couldn’t breathe
He said as much
They cared enough
To kill him
Unsafe
Even in your own skin
Dead
Leaving your kin
Remorse is absent
Like after stepping on an ant
Go, go home
Be with your loved ones
Get a shrink
Deal with the pain
You’ll be ready soon
To do it again
Romi Mahajan in an Author, Marketer, Investor, and Activist