John F. McCullagh

Bronze Star - 2,122 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

A Cry In The Night - Poem by John F. McCullagh

A Cry in the Night

From the courtyard far below
We all heard the woman scream.
Faces at the windows saw
The masked assailant stalk his prey.

“Stop that”, someone shouted down.
but none went to the woman’s aide.
Not even did we call police
while she still might have been saved.

She screamed for help but no help came,
Her hands bled from defensive wounds.
Her killer made a final thrust
And she folded in a swoon.

He grabbed her purse which was the prize
And left her in the courtyard, dead
Her name was Kitty Genovese
A pretty girl, the tabloids said.

A moment in a City’s life-
Not a source of civic pride
Glad she was not a child of mine
Did you watch the night that Kitty died?

the events of the night of March 13,1964

Comments about A Cry In The Night by John F. McCullagh

  • Silver Star - 3,384 Points Cynthia Buhain-baello (2/12/2012 11:54:00 AM)

    Again, I have to re-post this as the first comment got lost - I find the poem very intense and vivid, expressing in words what Apathy does to man, (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 4, 2010

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