New Pohm For My Former Hometown Poem by johnny case

Plea for a Public Acknowledgement:

there in the texas paris some real dark
secret...so unspoken this, I knew
not of it in the bliss of innocence
when my childhood grew thru there.

at least please erect a memorial for those
martyr-stars tortured in death spectacles...
a shown care where their hacked, charred
remains permeate grounds of the fair.

mute hatreds seem to slay every implored
'come look in its face this disgrace! '
remorse where are you? commence now,
enforce waking screams that rip raw

all hide from thought - when racist sins
dear god may at last segue into the past.