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The Lynching of Jesse Washington


Whether he did the crime or not His body deserves and chance to rot From normal decomposition Not from flames he was repeatedly dipped in Not from a angry mob fueled with more fiery hatred than a forest fire That would make even Smokey the Bear alarmed Why cause him so much harm? You see this act of crime grew a crowd over 10,000 Imagine that many people leaving their houses Just to see young 17-year old Jesse stripped, beaten, burned, mutilated...lynched My heart fills so much sadness and anger I can barely think Why? Because not only was Jesse black, but I was the same age as him when I heard his story In a class full of whites who thought civil rights was boring The flames of hatred boiled in my stomach as I imagined the burns on his skin While being lifted on a chain to his death I bet he just wondered when.. Would this torture end. And now in 2013, I wonder the same. Because even though progress has been made, racism is all the same. Superiority is a concept of the mind and back then it lead to the violent Death of Jesse Washington, I wonder what drove them crazy, license To kill if only the will of someone against this unlawful act was heard. Maybe then you wouldnt have to hear these angry words...
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Comments (2)

Imani Sophia
<p>Really good.&nbsp;</p><p>It hurts to know and witness that racism and discrimination still exists. It was a good piece. I would be angry too if the kids in my class thought the civil rights movement was boring.</p>
CallMeOldFashioned
<p>That was really good! Props to you! :)</p>

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