Let's Not Sugar-Coat
A boy is dead.
Plain and simple.
Shot in the chest,
for no good reason.
His family is distraught
and in disbelief.
How could he be gone?
He didn't even live to become an adult.
Oh, but he did not just die,
he was shot.
Murdered.
Killed.
In cold blood.
But why?
Only HE will ever know.
Justice shall be served.
But will it?
With all of the bias and prejudice in the world?
Murder or self-defense?
Please
Let's not sugar-coat the truth.
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