“It is raining blood today.
I open my book and write “Black Lives Matter”
to acknowledge the unanswered injustices.
I write “Blue Lives Matter”
for how can any human be separate from humanity?
I write “All Lives Matter”
but stare at these words.
Do they invalidate the others?
I do not know. I am only a love poet.
I stand conflicted but the clouds continue to bleed.
I come to erase the phrase
but find that the blood has already drowned my words.”Kamand Kojouri
