You could have been my father
they saw you as weak
your strength and love cost you your life
Who is brave enough to say
hate crime
let's do something about it
what leader
A sunny Friday afternoon
with your son
shopping for coins
at the jewelry store
you dropped him off first
to find parking
then found him beaten
left eye puffed like a plum
Why didn't you fight back
you asked
as if you had memories
of school yard scuffles
in Beijing
where justice could
be managed between
boys
between
men
Under a palm tree next to
a theater
you found them they
found you
Why did you hit my son?
You sought answers
in return one punch
to the mouth
blinding painlight
bash on concrete
sucker punched
only suckers get punched
the chink dared to speak
how dare he
They see us as weak
and the problem is
sometimes we are
smaller prone to quiet
so much at stake so much to lose
Yu shu shu
can we forgive
I know you
white polo, baseball cap,
trim
a man who took care of himself
a proud man
a man who worked hard
painting and remodeling other homes
to get here
his family to this point
this place
oaktown
to survive and grow
build a dream
shattered in a second
like a skull bone
like a soft cheek
caved in
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