by Ralph La Rosa
after Hopkins
Glory be, he is by God a dappled being—
His house now couple-coloured as a brindled cow;
For faces all a-stipple standing by him;
For words he says for burnt-brown Trayvon’s dying;
Statescapes gutted,pieced—white, black, & now
A verbal fight in which Floridians mock him.
All things countered, North & South estranged;
Wars un-civil embers; inscaped Jim Crow.
With words puzzled, clear, sweet , sour, bright, dim
My president insists this will be changed:
Praise him.
Ralph La Rosa is widely published in print and online journals.
