In the early years of the 20th century, a mob in Springfield
lynched two black men in the town square—
It’s the same spot we are standing in now, almost
a century later, waiting in the cold for a ride.
Those who fled back then never returned.
Today, the cross only burns in the inherited memories
of the descendants of the few who decided to stay on.
© 2013 Arjun Rajendran , First published by RaedLeafPoetry-India 2013.
Arjun Rajendran has recently published at nthposition, Eclectica, Coldnoon, SOFTBLOW, Red River Review and the Reading Hour. He serves as an Editor (Poetry) at The Four Quarters Magazine.
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