Blood in the Ocean
There is blood gushing from the wounds of past crimes
Yesteryear screams through the noise of forceful forgotten trespasses.
There is blood streaming from the eyes of those who have seen too many sins
committed upon those around them.
The world is a noisy place!
This is intentional.
Noise silences the cries from those who yearn to be valued as a human being.
There is blood in the ocean.
Ask the white men who packaged and sold black lives as slaves.
These sins sailed across seas to wreak havoc on black people's land.
There is blood in the ocean.
RIP to the black lives who never made it to the distant foreign land!
