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The mother once smiled.

Happiness and joy

surrounded her

Now, she is grieving over her

only son

15 years old, and gone like the wind

A sweet boy, kind and gentle

His smile shined so brightly it

could be seen from space.

Yet, he is now watching

above us

2 bullets to his chest and the

blood runs

Gushing out of his body like

water explodes from a fire

hydrant

Now hours have passed.

His body lays there,

cold to the bone

His soul is gone

No pulse, his heart is like a icebox

It's not beating..

when just yesterday it was

beating like a drum

So full of life and goodness

yet no one knew his life

behind closed doors

A life of violence and

discrimination.

The kid has been to so many

funerals the dead welcome

his presence

He has shed so many tears

he can no longer shed

anymore

He displays no emotion

A frown, is permanent on his

once smiling face

But now, he's gone

His mother, can't grasp it

She rocks her self to sleep,

his face clogging her

thoughts and mind

She's shed so many tears her

pillow is now as wet as a

soggy piece of bread.

Pain in her head,

she sits on her sons cold bed

She remembers his smile.

And she thought,

bringing him into this world.

He'd stay, more than a while





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