Tuesday, June 2, 2020
IN HIS MEMORY |
G E O R G E F L O Y D
poem by carol ostrow
Outrage, sadness, shame for criminal acts,
Has nothing to do with the actual facts.Nothing wrong to protest and shout,But what is all this looting about ??How can my voice scream to be heard,When a killing excuses and covers the absurd,Criminals who use our sorrow to excuse,To steal, to break, to take, to abuse.When is enough enough?Yes, to punish the guilty few,On video we see, we could hear and knew,Evil was done by an officer in blue.But, no matter how terrible, to take to theStreetAnd commit crimes, commit mayhem,Cannot compete,As evil upon evil makes a shamble of yourRage.Unless you are punished for commiting such wrongs,We cannot turn to another page,Or even sing our freedom's songs.No excuses for committing, yet anotherCrime.Yes, we hurt but must look to heal and, Somehow prepare for a better time.Right now, this minute, enough is enough.