The Liberal Up Against The Wall

The Liberal Up Against The Wall


I told two ghosts to hold a liberal up against the wall.

I wanted to punch him in the simplicity of his face.


I wanted to knock his ideology

Into his nose.

I wanted to get his arrogant self-righteousness

To bleed.


I wanted to let him know that his pretend kindness

Backfired and hurt those he imagined

He wanted to protect.


I punched the wall.

He wasn’t there.

He had no substance.


He was the grayness that couldn’t be white or black.

He was the racism that pretends that it doesn’t exist.


He was the face that hid from himself in front of the wall.

He was the promise that never arrived.


He was the way we do what we do when we don’t do it.

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David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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