Shout Down These Walls (Sonnet)

Prayers for voices -- loud ones, brave ones, bright ones,
voices for love, boldly speaking against
cries of hate, harassment, words that fence,
divide, shout down the brave daughters and sons
upon whose backs this land was built, building
still. What kind of man - no, boy - disrespects
respected elders, what mother protects
her son's contorted sneer, disdain dripping?
They're like rabid dogs yelping after prey
and salivating at the taste of blood;
one hundred witnesses to their disgrace,
and not in sight a single face of love.

They shouted down the walls of Jericho.
Where are the voices shouting down walls, now?

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019

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