Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 81,648 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Caught On Tape - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Caught on tape

He will come
He is dead
He was killed
By police.

His lung, heart, and his eyes
Went away; are buried
He was killed but bullets
The gun use, excessive
He is dead.

Bravo to the man
Bravo to his cam
Bravo to the day
Easy to do it right.

In my dark
And each night
In the shelves and in racks
See victims; are in tons
Out of sight
Out of mind
And ignored.
No record

Men busy…do not see
Even he, the Yateem

Of fear?
You tell me…

Topic(s) of this poem: police

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

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