Ferguson In Black And White Poem by Donal Mahoney

Ferguson In Black And White



Would the death in Ferguson
have been as black and white
as many seem to think it is

if the victim had been
white as anthrax,
and the shooter

black as tar?
Would the aftermath
have been the same?

Would Pastor Sharpton
have flown to Ferguson
to address the masses

while the President
spoke gravely from afar?
Would businesses

have burned as bright
long into the night while
frozen cops watched?

I watched it on TV
with a cup of hot cocoa.
I'm the one to ask.

Sunday, November 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: race
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The author lives 20 minutes from Ferguson, Missouri, and wrote this poem after the Grand Jury decided not to indict Officer Darren Wilson. Exposed to local, national and international media, the author has no better idea today than he did the day the shooting occurred as to what really happened. But all the media seem to know. And the percentage of arrests of demonstrators leans heavily toward people from states other than Missouri. No question St. Louis has its racial problems but it is not a unique American community in this regard.
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