Oliver Sipple was not a hero,
walking around the city he was caught
between the president and a gunshot.
Oliver reached out and pushed the elbow
of the attacker—but the radio
only reported that he was gay. Not
a celebration, but a cruel onslaught
against privacy; Rose of Jericho
too slow to close around the fragile seeds.
He begged Ford to say something—anything--
that might win back the love of his family
but the president ignored Sipple’s pleas.
Journalists dressed in black, sacrificing
one man to doom the privacy of many.