The Message
What an occasion – a Washington inauguration,
A second one of the first US President,
Of color. The occasion more than merely exciting,
Memorial,
Historic,
Groundbreaking!
A Chi-Town girl of color,
A participant, an honoree:
She was –
Young,
Gifted, and
Black.
She went home, to be heard from never again,
Gunned down,
Like stalked prey.
In the street.
The reaction? We shook our heads:
“What a shame”.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
A Chi-Town man,
[Three] decades long,
Taught,
Encouraged,
Molded,
Hugged,
Excited,
Dozens of Chi-Town’s kids,
His/Their work, discipline, talent,
Exposed nationally,
Their Angelic voices,
Exciting,
Memorable,
Premiered.
Chi-Town, merely days afterward,
Again,
Enveloped violently; massively.
The message? Evil speaks.
“You can have your pretty talented little back girls”,
“You can have your decades long workers”, . . . but,
I got this!!!
The message? For evil to flourish, all it takes,
Is for many good Men/(Wo)men to do,
Nothing. Alfreda Williamson, ©9/20/2013
Copyright © Alfreda Williamson | Year Posted 2013
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