Wednesday, May 11, 2011

I Remember

Teen Boy


I remember
My home-boy on the pavement
The paramedics checking him
He wasn’t breathing.
The shots rang out
He didn’t hit the deck
Stood there like a soldier
Took three slugs to the chest

I remember
His family crying
The cops asked me who did it
Said I didn’t know.
I was lying.

I remember
Growing up rough
Hearing babies crying
Everywhere I look
Another person dying.

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