Ask Me About Justice Poem by Christopher J. Grasso

Some time when the river is ice ask me

When did we start to drift?

mistakes I have made Ask me whether

Is it too late to dropp anchor?

What I have done in my life. Others

Should we continue to build from our mistakes -

have come in their slow way into

or tare down what we have worked hard to build?

my thought, and so have tried to help

I don’t know, do you?

or to hurt: ask me what difference

America was built from nothing

their strongest love or heat has made

Nothing…

I will listen to what you say.

The pain will go away.

You and I can turn and look

Here lets get you into bed.

at the silent river and wait. We know

How could we have kept it?

the current is there hidden: and there

what could we provide?

Are comings and goings from miles away

Dirt? We have plenty of it here!

that hold the stillness exactly before us.

The day is at hand…

What the river says, that is what I say.

I can’t for now.