Can I speak to the manager?
"I am the manager."
"I can't breathe."
"He can't breathe."
A knee on his neck
Did the Twin Cities feel like home?
18 yards from Houston to Minneapolis
It took nine minutes to bring the "gentle giant"
To "the man who changed the world"
You never wanted your team to feel bad for too long
You tried to lighten the mood
There is violence in the streets
There are police in riot gear
There is red paint
But you touched the world
Fulfilling that wish through injustice
You are not an anomaly.
Amongst the chaos
People are dancing in the streets
Between tear gas and rubber bullets
They are going 18 yards
Lightening the mood
For you. For Breonna Taylor.
Stephon Clark. Alton Sterling.
Trayvon Martin. Freddie Gray.
For and with John Lewis.
Many more names I could not fit on this page
Or a counterfeit twenty-dollar bill
And for that, there is good trouble.
No one can promise not to feel bad for too long
But we'll lighten the mood for the team
And change the world
Say their names.