A Mother Speaks: The Algiers Motel Incident, Detroit By: Michael Harper It's too dark to see black in the windows of Woodward or Virginia Park. The undertaker pushed his body back into place with plastic and gum but it wouldn't hold water. When I looked for marks or lineament or fine stitching I was led away without seeing this plastic face they'd built that was not my son's. They tied the eye torn out by shotgun into place and his shattered arm cut away with his buttocks that remained. My son's gone by white hands though he said to his last word-"Oh I'm so sorry, officer, I broke your gun." Constructed Response: How does the author convey the message of the poem? *You cannot answer this without explaining what the message is!