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The Lynching Party

The tree stands limp, dormant within a garish black unheard sky Innocently displaying (Mans inferiority complex) Light reflects white which lays in leaf and dried blood Which once flowed as two, then, young men The dark is lost ..in time..yet again Angelic sprites hang as christmas baubles for those Who seem fit to smile and point So much white, in teeth and flesh The shirt reflection is good and oh so good And angelic and dark are ne-er the twain And what a party! we would believe them say With their bobbed hair and smile as bright as they Could muster for the camera The gaggle The beast Who in their filth and ignorance Once believed To lynch a man is a fair mans game To smile with one pointed finger (have you no shame!) Please note... this is a competition entry based on a picture i found disturbing but wanted my say... when we are young angels are always (as far as i know portrayed in white and the darker side) well that speaks for itself... in the picture the goodness seemed the calm dark sky and the two poor souls,where as the foreground where most of the light is reflected seems all that is wrong with this world... american lynching in the south 1930shttp://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/1930-lynching.jpg I won a gold for this.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/15/2012 11:16:00 PM
Just wanted to tell you this was inspiring and I absolutely loved the poem and its disturbing decriptiveness. Thanks for a insightful read. Always, Laura
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Date: 9/6/2012 8:43:00 AM
Hi Karen, hope you read this, i'm always behind everyone else, hench being here now at least 6 month late. Well i love this, your gold was justice for a well written sincere poem. one who can write with such fervour as you, is indeed a beautiful person and a awesome poet.
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Date: 7/24/2012 7:13:00 AM
A terrible blot on our nation's history. Well said! Peace & Love Matthew Ansih
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Date: 6/18/2012 10:20:00 AM
well written poetry!
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Date: 6/16/2012 7:04:00 PM
Whata story Karen, perhaps these who lynched had no soul. or were psychopaths. They live among us and you never know!
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Date: 6/13/2012 8:56:00 PM
Karen, this is a very strong poem... innocence, can bring this world closer to ruin,,, thank you for sharing..pd
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Date: 6/12/2012 9:30:00 PM
It was horrific what the lynch mobs did. And more often than not, for mere ignorance and hatred and bigotry. LIke what happened in Rosewood in Fla. and many other places in our history. These kinds of poems need to be written. a big congratulations for the "gold" you won for this powerful poetry.
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Date: 6/12/2012 5:43:00 PM
Hi Karen - This is such a powerful poem about such a terrible act of hate. Your images are very strong. This should not have happened and should not happen. Appreciate what you are saying here.
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Date: 6/12/2012 5:25:00 PM
Lynching was such a sinful way of handling things..Enjoyed reading your work..Thanks for stopping by..I appreciate the kind review..Sara
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