Take A Knee          [Part 1 of My Folks of Color Trilogy]

 

Original poetry by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Please read along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

 

 

VERSE 1

 

I must admit that I couldn't,

 

Give Black Lives Matter my support.

 

Then Sterling Brown parked where he shouldn't,

 

And I was sickened by the report.

 

 

VERSE 2

 

What called for just a ticket,

 

Was handled as if more severe.

 

While it might be too late to picket,

 

It's time that I got off of my rear.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Take a knee.

 

Take a knee.

 

When our Anthem's playing,

 

With images of warfare,

 

From the early days of our nation.

 

Our minds won't be straying,

 

From the need to be more fair,

 

Than it was at the plantation.

 

So, go on,

 

Take a knee.

 

 

BRIDGE #1

 

I was on the fence,

 

About taking a knee.

 

It didn't make sense,

 

Doing it repeatedly.

 

Then police violence,

 

Occurred in Milwaukee.

 

Now for many years hence,

 

Kneeling's OK with me.

 

 

BRIDGE #2

 

Seems kind of dumb,

 

That an artist like me,

 

Took so long to join the fight.

 

 

It wasn't a bum.

 

But a beer town celebrity,

 

That was mistreated that night.

 

 

Verbiage went from:

 

Sterling's "Don't touch me."

 

Which, I'm thinking, was his right.

 

 

Pulled down in a scrum,

 

With the constabulary,

 

Who seemed anxious to fight.

 

 

It's hard to be numb,

 

To injustice in our country,

 

Once you have seen such a sight.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Take a knee.

 

Take a knee.

 

When our Anthem's playing,

 

With images of warfare,

 

From the early days of our nation.

 

Our minds won't be straying,

 

From the need to be more fair,

 

Than it was at the plantation.

 

So, go on,

 

Take a knee.

 

 

VERSE 3

 

On the "hand slaps", I have sided,

 

With the cops who need to learn tact.

 

It's quite enough that they provided,

 

The straw that broke the camel's back.

 

 

CHORUS

 

Take a knee.

 

Take a knee.

 

When our Anthem's playing,

 

With images of warfare,

 

From the early days of our nation.

 

Our minds won't be straying,

 

From the need to be more fair,

 

Than it was at the plantation.

 

So, go on,

 

Take a knee.

 

The End

 

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