Warning: potentially triggering content.
A single homicide has a dozen victims
***
Discovered–
by the whore who lived upstairs,
‘usta stench, but nothin’
like this!’
your disordered flesh.
The cops thought
you were Black
when they
found you,
no face,
no fingerprints…
Tall order lady,
greasy spoon waitress:
what did we do–
to deserve this?
(c) Rob Goldstein, 1982 – 2015
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Thank you, Jan. It took me a couple of decades to finish this poem. Never give up. 🙂
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Some day, let’s keep up hope.
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We talk about school shootings and we count the injured and wounded and send them our thoughts and prayers but what we never talk the family members whose lives are damaged forever. Thank you for visiting and leaving a comment, Paula.
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Oh yes…The song. Let us hope. 🙂
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