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Fatality

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My nephew was only 19 years old
3 days before his 20th birthday his body was cold

he was walking the block
when he got shot with a cocked glock

My sister lost her oldest son
he didn’t have a chance he didn’t even have a gun

his pants dint sag and he didn’t wave a flag

he loved ranch dressing on almost everything
when he opened his mouth that boy could sing

one bullet from a passing car
took away a rising star

we stood, sat and waited hoping
he would hold on

the surgeon came out and announced he was gone
we tried to save him but wasn’t able the bullet that hit him was fatal

a roar of cussing, shouts and piercing screams filled the halls
his mother fell to the floor in her eyes you could see a soul no more

anger raged inside and outside of me
I wanted blood for my family

he was smart, hardworking and educated
but as usual it was chalked up

GANG RELATED

 

2002 © WIZE DOM

 

 

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kingqadardwon' says:

This is a very real and profound piece. It's the hard cold reality for many of our youth and the families who are left behind to deal with the pain. Thanks for sharing this truth through poetry.

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