A tribute to Trayvon, from Delhi

Trayvon Martin

You forgot your Biblical lessons,
Dear boy; God being Light, all
Good things are white;
And Satan being the prince
Of darkness, being born black
Is a hopeless mess.

Against such black vissicitudes
Was a just law found that said
To the white killer, “stand your ground.”

Only some sixty million of your forefathers
Were murdered in the slave trade;
Too many more are still left
To be made dead. Sinners are those
That think racism is bad.

Only when non-white trash gathers
Into a common cause is racism racism;
Zimmerman is merely God’s own prism.

Trayvon Martin

You forgot your Biblical lessons,
Dear boy; God being Light, all
Good things are white;
And Satan being the prince
Of darkness, being born black
Is a hopeless mess.

Against such black vissicitudes
Was a just law found that said
To the white killer, “stand your ground.”

Only some sixty million of your forefathers
Were murdered in the slave trade;
Too many more are still left
To be made dead. Sinners are those
That think racism is bad.

Only when non-white trash gathers
Into a common cause is racism racism;
Zimmerman is merely God’s own prism.
From the Fuhrer he remembered how
The Swastika was not racist emblem,
But Zarathustra’s declaration
That only a chosen some
Had right over life, death, and the fun
Born of extermination; thus
Zimmerman was only furthering
The pure Aryan nation.

Watch Obama hold his thinking head,
Wondering how to balance
The claims of white power with
The piquant tragedy of the dead.
Statecraft is a matter of great
Consideration of how to do
The bidding of the endowed
Without seeming to do so.

Dear Martin that art now in the
Netherworld, from the Netherworld
Itself must issue forth a new light
That bids adieu to the jaundiced ray
That makes difference between
Zimmerman and you, and bears
Promise to make mankind
All of one hue.

Badri Raina