He will not see tomorrow.
He barely lived through today.
He will not walk his own journey
It was stolen from him this year in May.
A soul and a heart,
young in will and in joy.
He will not feel anymore happiness
this the fate of a 14 yr old boy.
His destiny has changed
his hard work and achievements a waste.
Who deemed this upon him?
A heavy punishment he will taste.
A life full of opportunity
a dream fully crushed.
A voice driven to silence
his ending unjust.
Just this year in May
we hear about it casually over the news
A boy is found dead, murdered,
does any1 hear? what is there to lose?
A whole community suffers
A family endures pain
A war rages on,the streets,
the gangs, the turmoil... all held in vein.
A hand reaches towards him
from the light in the clouds above.
He apologises, confused..
*silence*
but a whisper reassures him.. 'have faith, believe in love'.
R.I.P. to the innocent victims of violence
Among them A. Johnston (May 11) and J. Remmy (May1).
The story of these young men deeply saddens me.
Both victims have been slane in the Dundas/Scarlette area, day light, walking a path that many of us have walked and standing at a bus stop where many of us have stood.
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