ALAS, THE LAST CRY
How it thoroughly tears your heart
To hear a man crying from the heart,
Pleading with his hoarse last breath
For him to be able to at last breathe.
It tugs at your heartstrings, man,
Seeing such brutality by a man
Meted to another man whose
Guilt’s unestablished but whose
Crime is coloured by his skin.
The world watched, such thing
That inhumanity glories in
Replaying, what a horrible being.
Angers spew from pew like dew
Descending upon Innocent few,
In a quest to make a great statement…
That justice be served without sentiment
On a platter of transparent gold,
For good of posterity and the old.
©️ William Warigon™️