Got to be better

There’s got to be better ways

than killing a body 

with a shaded face,

out of fear, 

out of rage, 

out of difference

that displays the enmity 

that does not exist

but survives all the same, 


in these days of ringing progress, 

in these times of heated change.

There’s got to be better thinking

than the same old, same old, 

of the wheel of inequity,

of the cycle of blame,

that’s driven the tragedy, 

that points to the shame of

a living being that dies 

for no just cause,

and falls for no real gain.