Mike Brown
November 24, 2014 | Revolution Newspaper | revcom.us
We received this poem, which was written by someone on the bus that went from Chicago to the November 15 Dialogue between Cornel West and Bob Avakian in NYC.
Mike Brown
My brother, though we never met
Invisible to a system that viewed you as trash
Killed in cold blood by that system's enforcer
Ever still as your body lay cold on the pavement.
Brother, you will always be in our hearts
Riding through our thoughts as we fight for justice
Our movement driven by your sacrifice
We will continue on in your name
Never forgetting that you are one of our own.
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