The Judge said:
"In honour of true civilisation,
the death penalty hereby
stands abolished."
The crowd cheered in the streets.
Activists claimed victory.
Subzero temperatures—
snow fell through the night.
The morning newspaper
carried a small item:
how many had died
while sleeping rough.
They slept rough—
now in a dignified sleep,
on the morgue’s shelves.
Silent pronoucement of death
on the poor-
isn't it civilisation's true essence?
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Ah we hide behind definitions but our morals are self evident. The life we value is that that affects ours. A most thought provoking poem and for that a fave
Please accept my thanks for the fave and kind words. Appreciate your guidance and support 🙏
You are most welcome but to guide one must be in the front and I don't consider myself as leading
I pick up clues from your observations. Thank you 🙏
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Penalised not by criminal justice but by omission of justice. Powerful.
Thank you very much for your read and your comments. I find your summerisation exemplary. The absence of justice- is it the norm or an aberration? In my experience it had seemed so far that poverty is a strong determinant.
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Hardhitting poem with lots to ponder. Kudos!!
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Could be resolved overnight. but is the result of political inaction. Or as a very well known poet here would have it, "Politicians kill more people per year than than drugs, alcohol, malaria and great white sharks"
The redefinition of 'civilisation' really nailed it Many thanks
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My friend… the way you move from celebration to the cold streets… from headlines to morgue drawers… it’s spare and brutally human. You hold a mirror up without preaching.Very strong piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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