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.
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