26 July 2007
A fence marked the boundary
between the concrete playground
and the Flood Ditch
years after the fact, commemorating death
and the tenacity of activists
who stood up for the children
of Carter G. Woodson School,
generation after generation having gone
before into the dark, filthy waters
disappearing without name, without breath,
without even a plaque to remind the living.
Calculatingly, the local politicos took credit,
widely smiling, giving speeches, hands upraised,
the mayor, the ministers, the titled suits and ties,
gesticulating in the dumb air, gesticulating as if
they really cared, one way or the other,
about those brown faced children,
the ones alive or those who drowned.
The Flood Ditch meandered down towards the river,
its waters passing the ceremony without comment,
except in forming shadows of bodies
in the shifting textures of its surface.
© 2007, Satya J. Gabriel