Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Dear Troy

Dear Troy

Tonight they killed you

Like they hung your grandfathers from the trees

Like they beat your fathers in the streets

Saying “This is justice”

And I don’t think the word will ever get clean again

In America we talk about fair trials

And reasonable doubt

Until we are blue

Until you were blue, and cold

That officer’s widow is still a widow

The hole he left still gapes

Unsutured by your death

And twice as wide now

It is a hole in all of us

Tonight they killed you

And we are less with your passing

Less free

Less ourselves

Smaller in the face of darkness

But we will shrug tomorrow that what’s done is done

And we did all we could

Didn’t we?

You should have seen our facebooks, Troy


  1. I stumbled across your blog while hunting for dos passos's "all right we are two nations" quote. You rock. Thank you for writing this.

  2. i wrote a post almost two years ago about troy davis, and posted the dos passos poem in it, and at that point i really did think it was going to end differently. so, you're welcome/thanks for the compliment, but i really wish it was under different circumstances. sadly, we are still two nations.