Imagine, the same day that King gave his speech
of a time and his dream, and reached into minds
and beliefs that times were a’changing, out of reach
in a courtroom a man. Stood accused, not making amends
for beating a mother of ten, a barmaid to death.
He was pardoned for being too drunk, for being a white
a slap on the hand and six month for stopping her breath,
cause her skin was too dark, and richer has rights.
Bob Dylan and Joan, had been, had believed, but
when hearing of Hattie’s demise, decided to write,
a song, or a poem, a protest, a punch in the gut.
That things need a-changing, that nothing is right.
I read the wonderfully sad “the lonesome death of Hattie Carroll” and instead of using Bob Dylan’s word, I tried to get behind the writing of the lyric. Apparently the courtroom decision coincided with Martin Luther King giving his famous “I have a dream” speech, where Joan Baez and Robert Zimmerman where listening.
October 13, 2016