Knees Bowed

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I was confused, by asphalt bruised,

As his life oozed, his pleas refused.

Now my police bow a knee,

My first response says “I disagree –

That very posture took a life.”

Yet now it somehow calms the strife

A soothing balm for grieving souls,

Instead of heaping burning coals.

I start to perceive a paradox

In this grim Pandora’s box.

And I override my urges,

and my soul its hatred purges.

I must choose healing

Though we’re reeling.

Bruised, moved, diffused.

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