Saturday, August 05, 2006

Barbs on the Heart

A monument, long in coming
of some open scar tissue
a stain on our lives
chapter of evil
when we jailed Americans
because they were different
a crane with barbed wire in its bill
a pool of water
tears spill off the rim
a memorial to our shame
their loss, at American hands
sanctioned by President,
by Congress,
by Korematsu
a stain that endured, echoes
in Abu Ghraib
and Guantanamo.

August 5, 2006 18:12

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