The Right Man Poem by Ahmed Matar
The Right Man
In the name of our revered alderman,
they decided to hang the man who assassinated my brother.
But he was short,
and so the executioner went and asked,
"His head doesn't reach the rope, so what I should I do?"
After much deep thought,
the alderman ordered for my hanging instead
because I was much taller.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
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