‘The Sign Of Community’ — A Poem By Shai Ben-Shalom


You know what bad neighbours are like;

they smile and wave

– pretending to be your friends –

then talk behind your back,

file anonymous complaints

when you’re three days late mowing your lawn.


Not in our city.

49 gang-related shootings in one year

and no one snitched.


(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)

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