Life's Palette Poem by Ajit Das

‘I can't breathe' - the gasping,
dying moment of Floyd, his neck
pinned down by a white knee.

The anger at the banal cruelty
triggering a rallying cry of protests
resounds as a countervailing force.

It transforms the global outrage
into a spontaneous clarion call
resonating: ‘Black lives matter'.

Yes, they matter inseparably.
All colours: white, brown, black,
are mixed on life's palette.

The creator dipping his brush
paints the rainbow of humanity
binding, uniting, flowering.