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Grieving Lines For the Innocent -An Elegy On the Death of Troy Davis
An Ocean of grief has welled in my soul Grief of an orphan shrouded by injustice And unto the legal gate of Georgia, A thousand unjust deaths posted notice Why should it be the innocent dove? An amber fang of a Mephistophelian judge was imminent Tearing all cloak innocence had worn As holy truth assumed the position of the sun Prime hatred was masking a noble in the court of law And only the stainless blood of a lamb would please her rage To atone the sorrows of a revenge-haunted family? (Truth denies) O brothers why should it be the innocent Troy Davis? The tears-laden heart of mine forever shall mourn his demise His departing lines still anchor in the inner chamber of my soul "To thee O family of the deceased cop I may die but I am not your killer And to thee my ruthless lethal killers Pray for your souls for thou have soiled thy hands in my blood" To my brothers who say it is legal Empty your hates and embrace truth Some things may be legal but not right Slavery in its prime was legal But to human dignity O brothers was it right? An Ocean of grief has welled in my soul Grief of an orphan shrouded by injustice For innocent Troy Davis is dead!
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