...cool, calm feeling,
of stone walls yielding,
to pressures gentle in my mind;
this allowing for,
such immoral lore,
which all my training calls a crime;
and should it prove at last,
a hard, restrictive cast,
for bones which never tore…
Then criminal, perhaps.
But careful thought as lapse?
Then what is this law for?
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
...cool, calm feeling,
of stone walls yielding,
to pressures gentle in my mind;
this allowing for,
such immoral lore,
which all my training calls a crime;
and should it prove at last,
a hard, restrictive cast,
for bones which never tore…
Then criminal, perhaps.
But careful thought as lapse?
Then what is this law for?
My character writes a poem about the cracks he has discovered in the edifice of his institutionalized racism.
