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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
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


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