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FACE DOWN
Of the police brutality cases that transpired nationwide in 2009, none have gotten more coverage and public interest than two from the San Francisco Bay Area: Lovell Mixon and Oscar Grant. Grant's unprovoked murder at the hands of Bay Area Rapid Transit police on New Year's morning brought an insurrection in the streets of Oakland, which brought Mehserle's arrest and court hearings. Since certain Bay Area Rapid Transit police members have quit and been promoted and there's news about moving the Mehserle murder trial to Southern California, I felt the following poem is appropriate. I welcome any and all responses.
FACE DOWN
by Dee Allen.
___________
Smashed vehicle windows
Cannot scream.
Burning dumpsters
Cannot unleash their agony into the smoky evening sky.
Neither damaged
T-Mobile nor
McDonald’s nor
Wells Fargo
Can feel pain.
Underground subways
Cannot fight their sudden closure.
So there’s no need to wring hands & agonise
Over property destruction.
Demolished property
Can be replaced.
The once
Full lives
Taken by law enforcement
Never are.
Brutality, never an “accident.”
It’s systemic
And replicates itself
In different cities to the nth degree.
Bleeding
Stony hearts blame such handiwork
On “a few bad apples.”
And everyone knows
How that tired old maxim goes.
Tell that to the last
Victim inside the chalkline.
Reason for anger,
Cause for alarm,
Millions have seen.
Father of one,
Age 22.
First cruel hours
Of the new year.
Young witnesses.
Four cops.
Facepunch.
Submission.
Face down.
Cold concrete.
Triggerlust.
Hot lead.
Close range.
Loud boom.
Backwound.
Panicscreams.
Slowbleed.
Here lies
Father of one,
Age 22.
Face down.
Subway platform
Was the killing field.
The truth cannot be erased,
Try as the guilty might,
Covering their crime.
Father of one,
Age 22.
His name joins
A seemingly endless
Sea of names,
Compendium of martyrs
To their same last sights:
Uniforms & weapons drawn.
Manifested
Needless State violence
Upon the unarmed.
A little Black girl of four
In Hayward goes to bed
Without her father tucking her in.
A Brown woman sleeps
Without her lover’s face to awaken to the next morning.
Reason for anger,
Cause for alarm.
The powderkeg
Called Oakland exploded twice.
Now that a legitimised
Slayer has been captured & released
Into the general public on bail,
A new explosion looms over the future’s horizon.
More fire
Put to the ‘keg.
Perhaps the murderer’s protectors
Will take notice this time
Because that young father they’ve targeted
Was one of us -
He could’ve been anyone
Anyone’s son, anyone’s brother,
Anyone’s neighbor, anyone’s friend
Anyone Black & Brown
Could be the one in submission, lying face down
In the path of a lethal device
Engineering their quick demise.
__________________________
[For Oscar Grant III - 1986-2009.]
by Dee Allen.
___________
Smashed vehicle windows
Cannot scream.
Burning dumpsters
Cannot unleash their agony into the smoky evening sky.
Neither damaged
T-Mobile nor
McDonald’s nor
Wells Fargo
Can feel pain.
Underground subways
Cannot fight their sudden closure.
So there’s no need to wring hands & agonise
Over property destruction.
Demolished property
Can be replaced.
The once
Full lives
Taken by law enforcement
Never are.
Brutality, never an “accident.”
It’s systemic
And replicates itself
In different cities to the nth degree.
Bleeding
Stony hearts blame such handiwork
On “a few bad apples.”
And everyone knows
How that tired old maxim goes.
Tell that to the last
Victim inside the chalkline.
Reason for anger,
Cause for alarm,
Millions have seen.
Father of one,
Age 22.
First cruel hours
Of the new year.
Young witnesses.
Four cops.
Facepunch.
Submission.
Face down.
Cold concrete.
Triggerlust.
Hot lead.
Close range.
Loud boom.
Backwound.
Panicscreams.
Slowbleed.
Here lies
Father of one,
Age 22.
Face down.
Subway platform
Was the killing field.
The truth cannot be erased,
Try as the guilty might,
Covering their crime.
Father of one,
Age 22.
His name joins
A seemingly endless
Sea of names,
Compendium of martyrs
To their same last sights:
Uniforms & weapons drawn.
Manifested
Needless State violence
Upon the unarmed.
A little Black girl of four
In Hayward goes to bed
Without her father tucking her in.
A Brown woman sleeps
Without her lover’s face to awaken to the next morning.
Reason for anger,
Cause for alarm.
The powderkeg
Called Oakland exploded twice.
Now that a legitimised
Slayer has been captured & released
Into the general public on bail,
A new explosion looms over the future’s horizon.
More fire
Put to the ‘keg.
Perhaps the murderer’s protectors
Will take notice this time
Because that young father they’ve targeted
Was one of us -
He could’ve been anyone
Anyone’s son, anyone’s brother,
Anyone’s neighbor, anyone’s friend
Anyone Black & Brown
Could be the one in submission, lying face down
In the path of a lethal device
Engineering their quick demise.
__________________________
[For Oscar Grant III - 1986-2009.]
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TOMORROW AFTERNOON.
Wed, Nov 18, 2009 6:43PM
To kim
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URLs for the person who calls his- or herself "me"
Mon, Nov 9, 2009 11:50PM
Dee, Lovelle Mixon was a piece of shit
Sun, Nov 8, 2009 11:10PM
Truth spoken to power.
Sun, Nov 8, 2009 12:29AM
great work
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powerful.
Sat, Nov 7, 2009 1:44PM
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