For Troy Davis

Fire In Their Eyes (For Troy Davis)
by Author Diane Vincent on Wednesday, September 21, 2011 at 11:37pm


Cries for justice spew out like roaring thunder unto the heavens

But it's ears have grown deaf.

And the wicked will once again destroy hope

As the innocent becomes but a statement to a Blackman

That he is still less in this chalky wilderness

That has become a Diaspora of presidential ignorance

A cultural decadence and diatribe on freedom, justice and equality

Innocence is not the fight.

No this war is waged to maintain a hierarchy of oppression

For all which they have stolen and murdered to possess.

In this pale, bloodless, waxed cold wilderness.

And the people of the world eyes burn like flames of fire

As they look into the future of their existence

Rummaging through the receipts of their past

Trying to find that one they can return

For their sold integrity, souls, consciousness, and conscience

In hope it will barter them mercy as the last spectrum bends

The sky and the flames from the hell they made

With the brush of their careless hands and the turn of their cheeks

Reflect from their damned eyes.

We are cursed to see the final judgment

Of our own lack of fortitude, and lose of determination.

For we’ve closed our eyes on the struggle.