COME TO SHOVE
models of obedience
you had
your orders
to the letter followed them
down
to what
was said but
not written
down in
the ghost print
at the trial legalese triumphed
no one replayed
the footage
no jury there
to hear the screams
these were Patriots
sons of God without whom
the city falls the Duke
is breached
we
all get tortured in our beds
and so
canonized
that pure memory
floated up to Heaven
who would have thought
history could be so photoshopped
the picture edited
truth in the cuttings
left
on the floor?
the barn burning
what
beasts of burden herded
crammed in earlier
silent now
ss they pack up shoulder
arms
bust through to
the highway
push
come to shove,
innocent for all time
poems 2 die for 