Sentimental Judgement


There were so many unspeakable crimes,

this one came during a nation’s hard times,

it was 1962,

when racial tension grew,

and humanity was tagged,

riot headlines were grabbed,

an elderly black couple were gagged,

and then repeatedly stabbed,

and left on the living room floor,

blood stained the walls,

and the lower part of the front door,

two killers, their girlfriends made house calls,

they returned to the house time and again,

to step over the bodies

and carry off another armful of valuables,

they worked it like a third shift,

their sanity would drift,

and their hate was unconditional,

but humanity was governed by the traditional,

sentimental judgement that while men

might violate the law,

by killing each other,

the murder of a woman constituted real tragedy,

it wasn’t like killing a brother,

it was more like murdering a mother.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal

Racial subjugation is also a social reality in my part of the world. Thanks for sharing your ideas.


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

This is a sad poem with great writing.


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ubanichijioke 5 years ago from Lagos

Quite a sentimental poem. It is really sad and painful to read these lines. I just hope for a better society were equality & mutual understanding exist. Be blessed


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks VG and writer20 for reading my short piece and thank u too uban bless you guys :)

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