A Cry from Two Cities....

Comes a cry from cities far apart...and distant too in meaning,
A cry...a wail...East of Cleveland...Imperial echoes never fading,
Substance of a city fabled...again....
Then a cry far away for a child...a hope...a boy and celebration.
Yes, it's silly and meager feeling and from it smiles result...choose.  

The Trial....

Now that it's over, I guess it's time to place meaning to the outcome. And talking heads are busy on all the channels doing just that. But no matter how I analyze this...the only meaning seems to be: If you're young...and black...and wear a hoodie...don't go out in the evening.