lament [1]

on the three hundred block
of west la palma
you were laid down

your name has never crossed my lips-
but there are those
to whom
your name, your name,
rolls off the tongue
     nearly as easily
        as if
          it were their own.

and we will miss you .
those of us
     who
        have never spoken your name
and those
     who now will wail it
          to your un-hearing ears.

and we will shed tears
for your
      light
          lost
for the yet-to-comes,
     the tomorrows i shall
that are not to be.

on the three hundred block
of west la palma
you were laid down

it is here, we cry.
original post: here


this summer i was invited to participate in a poetry project with www.lamentforthedead.org

[[from the website: LAMENT FOR THE DEAD IS AN ONLINE COMMUNITY POETRY PROJECT WHICH WILL MARK THE DEATH OF EVERY PERSON KILLED BY POLICE THIS SUMMER, AND EVERY POLICE OFFICER WHO LOSES LIFE IN THE LINE OF DUTY, WITH A POEM]]

and this is the first name and story sent my way. the article, from which all i know about this 30-something year old man originated.

would you like to join the project? the organizers are still seeking poets to join in the lament. 

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