Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Poem: Juxtaposition of Inequity

The following poem was inspired by this post on Facebook. These are true news stories:

Facebook Post (Name Removed for Privacy)
July 30 at 1:58pm ·
There are two news stories in my timeline right now. They go like this:
Louisville, KY: a black woman is brought to trial without pants on because the jail refused to provide her any
Los Vegas, NV: Judge rules that a neo-nazi can have a professional make-up artist cover his tattoos to prevent them from "influencing the jury"
Ain't that America?

Juxtaposition of Inequity

Ridiculous vignettes
Of American "justice"
Painted macabre
No institutional racism?
That dark joke elicits
No laughter; only
A disproportionate angst
I, white woman, middle-aged
Rock and roll poet, lowly
Wanna be prophet, I
Can do nothing, only
Speak. Write. Pray.
Call out injustice.
Can there not be found
A pair of pants?
Can there not be found
Human dignity?
Hate may be hidden,
But coal in the heart will
Consume. One day
Justice will prevail, but
Not without the voices
Of those who cannot speak
Not without words, heard
By those who mete out
Inequity upon a population
Meant for love and glory

(c) 2 August 2016

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