My tune in June
is a song from the moon
the first night under a moonlight
on a terrace place
deep in Amsterdam
Another 1.5 meters away
the hot tea ordered is of excellent quality
earl gray is my constant companion so precious
so brave
the ultimate comfort
on that terrace
moment
but I heard a hot threat
demonstration is the spoken word,
demonstration
all over the nation,
that’s absurd!
white policeman killed a black man
but where did that happen?
as far as I know
the country where I live
has a great reputation worldwide,
of great peace and never racism,
no never racism
or other black and white ism
where does that white policeman live? !
the one who killed that decent black citizen!
and in what way?
he stands on his neck all the time
despite screams and screams,
this policeman stays on that neck,
true?
In America.!
eventually the black man passed out
taken to hospital
via emergency call
despite emergency,
his heart finally stopped breathing!
I sing?
No, now I can no longer sing at all!
Surveying as a white policeman is one thing
but killing a decent black civilian is absolutely forgivable
he died a few hours later,
the white policeman is now fired,
his wife divorced him,
but all honest things that are filled to the brim,
that dead one remains dead!
while you think about these facts,
about all those racist acts
I can no longer drink tea on the terrace,
I know this hot threat and riots in the United States right now
toughest demonstrations
and fighting all over the U.S.A
and the
lootings,
the dutch citizens only demonstrate
all over the country
as token of greatest solidarity!
(Earl Grey tea is tea with bergamot oil, very delicious)
© Sylvia Frances Chan – All Rights Reserved
A.D. Thursday 4th of June 2020