On the delusions of American exceptionalism.

The more I read what Aaron wrote, the more I realized that "What did he do?" is the wrong question. The right question is "Who is he?" Who is Aaron? Not who was he 13 years ago? Who is he now? If we are going to try to justify someone being locked in a cage, shouldn't that be the question? Not what did they do in the past? But who are they today? 

A poem about (sub)urban youth, political carelessness, contradictions and the criminal justice system. (From Rex Butters)