Emmett Till Poem by John Sensele

Taken away in a diabolical deal
To punish and banish your bravery bill
Your soul lives on a hallowed African hill where Africans love you still

Despite yearning years of macabre mourning and groaning
Wondering why evil emotions engendered and engineered the grinning
With neither trace of remorse nor ounce of meaning

From the murderous mob
Primed to symbolize the sadistic snob
Brainwashed innocent black lives without mercy to rob

At gun point with treble treason
Regardless of the syllogism season
The mob can't and won't escape the public opinion prison

Although mama in anguish tore her hair
Weeping, whispering ‘it ain't fair'
Expecting neither iota of compassion nor crumbs of care

In a society conditioned and auditioned to sick cynicism
Rooted in attitude atavism revelry racism
In minds teeming with fatuous fanaticism

Breeding, feeding and speeding up supine supremacy
In an enchained, unrestrained, enslaved efficacy
That decrees slaying negroes equals distal diplomacy

That ignores ‘black lives matter'
Whether crimes fly faster or wipe whiter
Planting and multiplying black death deeds and seeds in gangrene gutter.

Bye, bye Emmett Till
Our aching hearts someday soon shall heal
Cos natural justice proclaims God's will

To forgive assassins
Despite their sacs of sins
Sticking out needless needles and prickly pins.