A History Of Trauma: Bearing Witness To The Witness

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Dennis Ryan

Wellsville, New York

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Wellsville, New York

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Tuesday afternoon, January 29,2013

--for my sons Shawn Michael Ryan and Devin Jin Ryan

I am an eye witness to a history of trauma,
but who will bear witness to my witness?
Where are you in our time of grief and tribulation?
Are my sons' lives of so little worth, consequence
that no one will bear witness to mine?
Who amongst you will help us pass beyond this?

Dennis Ryan

Wednesday, June 29, 2022

Topic(s) of this poem: trauma,terrorism,violence,family,father and son

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My sons Shawn and Devin Ryan have been systematically attacked and beaten by individuals that have never been investigated nor presecuted by the police in Raleigh and Cary, NC, Baton Rouge and New Orleans, Louisiana, and Lee County Sheriff's Office in Fort Myers and Bonita Springs, Florida.

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