In this place the lights are low

Solemn faces are what show

People gather all around

Tears fall swiftly to the ground

 

Seems that more have gone away

Left to face their Judgment Day

The mothers’ cries have grown so loud

Their baby’s gone, they don’t know how

 

Taken in their peak of life

Now they’re gone, all’s left is strife

No scholarships, or football plays

No parents’ proud, just swollen graves

 

Look beyond closed casket there

See her standing there so fair?

She’s smiling wait, I know her face

Outs tended hands we take our place

 

Right next to hers, my casket lays

Our young lives shortened by gunplay

A voice box I no longer own

Yet still I speak to you, through poem:

 

The violence STOP! Bring it to cease

No more of us should rest in peace

We were too young to see the grave

We had big dreams, we had a say

 

You ended us in selfish thought

And now you’ll live with what you wrought

Do change your ways, it’s not too late

No more fighting, no more hate

 

No more pain for parents like ours

No more tears; emotional scars

I leave you now with one last say

Before I meet the One, the Way

 

I forgive you NAME, for what you’ve done

For bringing grief to everyone

Consider my words, and change your ways

Then maybe I will see you again, someday