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WARNING: This poem is about an actual event that occured on March 17, 2017

an unarmed man was shot and eventually died. This poem is my way of honoring his life

If this bothers you, please leave and read no further.

"I would like to speak to the higher command"

he spoke these words

not knowing they would be some of his last

She clickedon his live stream

never imagining that she would be forever changed

They fired shots

he screamed

she fell to her knees

crying

her soul in angst

she began to call out to God

begging him to end this horror

he drove away attempting to leave

she was weeping needing the pain to end

CRASH

the car windshield shattered glass was everywhere

She screamed in agony, knowing the end was near

she whimpered, wanting to turn away but couldn't find the strength

his phone was on the floor of his car

all she heard was a female automated voice talking nonsense

the video feed ends

there is no more

He is no more....

This is dedicated to Rodney James Hess and his family

also, to W.T.