More Than Half a Century Ago

It's been more than 50 years since the Birmingham, Alabama church blast killed four young Black girls 11 year old Denise McNair and 14 year olds Addie Mae Collins, Carole Robertson, and Cynthia Wesley. May Miller was so horrified at the brutality and waste that she penned one of her most powerful poems.

 Blazing Accusation

(In racial upheaval in Birmingham, Alabama, 1963, four young girls died in the blasting of a church.)

Too early a death for those who young
have lost prophecy in blast and flame.
The broken have been assembled
as best could be to pose for burial.
The man in bleak authority intones
the word that cannot tell when last the girls stood singing
under the sweetest tree,
how remote from nightmare
they giggled secrets believing
death was the end for the old.

After the moans are choked
and the flowers gone petalless,
the girls will be with greatgrandparents,
themselves not long in that last room.
Mothers and fathers,
grandfathers and grandmothers
still pace the waking street
though few are the footballs
that echo where the children lie.

But walk they will
the sixty-odd more years they're due.
Beyond allotted time and self
the four of them will go
down red gullies of guilt
and alleys of dark memories, 
through snagging fields of scarecrows,
and up an unforgetting hill
to blazon accusation of an age. 

Fourteen years later, when Robert Chambliss was brought to trial and convicted of first-degree murder and sentenced to life imprisonment in 1977 in connection with the bombing, May Miller, once again, pen in hand wrote viscerally of redemption.  

Afterglow

(Belated trial and conviction, 1977)

The wounded and the wounding peek

from doorways screened by vines and blooms turned black.

They clutch and tear the shroud

to share a wind

brave with caroling of the just.

Shamed by echoes of lost laughter

they lift heads to promise

of fledgling wings,

and high over greening hills

look to the sweep of doves.