Posted by: theodorecosmosophia | August 22, 2010

Song of Sacco

As the multitudes

take to the streets

crying for justice,

A quiet man takes a walk

from the cell that will be his final home

and tosses a ball over the prison wall

to a son he will never touch.

The boy will not know the complexities

of politics & ethnicity

that lead to his father’s demise;

but he will know loss;

a mother’s cries.

Still today

as we find Saccos & Vanzettis

in mosques instead of Anarchist meetings

in Guantanomos instead of Dedhams

the brutal hand of empire

kills not the idea it hates

but the dreams of little boys

who only want to see their fathers

fathers forced to make the cruel, brave choice

between building a better future for their children,

and holding them.

Still, Vanzetti’s cry rings out

in the ears of Sacco’s grandchildren: “Coraggio! Coraggio!”

-In memory of Nicola Sacco & Bartolomeo Vanzetti


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