Troy Davis


When faced with global immorality,
And there is nothing one can change,
It is not the ethical illogicality
That leaves one sad or enraged.
It is this very helplessness,
This collective guilt of consciousness,
That wears away at our bones
More than acid, whips, and stones. 

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