John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,540 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

A Hero Of The City - Poem by John F. McCullagh

When evil intrudes into our day
So many are silent or turn away.
They back away, stare at the ground
Scarcely a hero can be found.
It was on the "L' train yesterday;
A man was beating on his child
A woman had the nerve to say
"Stop what you're doing
For it is vile."
You've heard the tale-
You know the rest
He turned on her
He ripped her dress
He lashed out and knocked her down
Our heroine lay there on the ground.
A heroine bloodied but unbowed.
New York would be a better town
If more like her would stand their ground
For evil cannot stand the Sun.
We need more heroes, but here was one.

Topic(s) of this poem: Heroism

Poet's Notes about The Poem

An incident on Brooklyn's L subway line

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  • Margaret O Driscoll (1/4/2016 6:27:00 AM)

    We need more heroes, good to raise awareness and to be brave! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 15, 2014

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