To the Innocent

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

To Troy Davis

I hope you are
in a place
where there is justice,
 
where there is love
unconditionally,
the end
 
where young men
no longer are lynched
by ropes,
or the machinations of killers,
 
where there is light
and not the suffocating,
ethered mud,
 
a place where you will
rise above humanness.
 
I hope you are in a place
called Justice,
a place that will never be named
Georgia.
 

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3 responses to “To the Innocent

  1. Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
    Another very good poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis

  2. Clicking ‘like’ seems an inadequate response to these lines, Ethel, and possibly off track. I found it very moving. And I love the ending, the hope of rising above ‘humaness’. Best wishes, J

  3. So much in the past to be ashamed of. So shameful that it still persists.

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