The Death of East Liberty
The Catholic had been assassinated,
The wrecking ball emptied the sky
Half the voters could not speak English
They spit on the sidewalk
they’d stood at the polls for
Women lit candles
The men sat in the rubble and wept
Trees were plucked,
In the end they moved,
and a made a face of beginning.
a love of rending and silence to chastise love.
People went to their graves without speaking,
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