Five-year-old boy dead after drive by
Shooting on the east side mayor said
He hoped for peace during the Labor
Day weekend council lady called it a
Damn shame and that might be the
End of it maybe some stuffed animals
Tied to a nearby streetlamp wreaths of
Plastic flowers vigil candles propped
Among them words from the mom
Maybe to come about his needless death
Two other boys shot this week were
Said to be having a dispute over a
Dirt bike how that results in each of
Them taking a bullet has yet to be
Explained but who’d shoot a kindergartner
Playing in his own neighborhood where
The mayor’s grandchildren often play
The drowned Syrian boy delivered
Like driftwood it’s been a bad week
For kids if a great week for photographers
But there are no photographs of the local
Boy’s death to go viral to bring world
Attention to the casual killing of youth
In our own house can’t point to the wars
Destroying the nations tsk-tsk the sadness
Of one family’s losses as the kind of thing
That sadly happens with war refugees
No one at the UN will urge the free world
To open their gates so the world won’t
Have to see another lifeless youngster
Wash ashore why that one picture was so
Powerful when numerous others of gassed
Butchered infants have been piling up for
Years on media desks world over yet late
Compassion is better than none at all
A friend asked of the five-year-old boy
Where’s the outrage the street marches
The placards for Ramon D. Burnett*
We shall see I am certain the police have
Questioned everyone in the area who might
Know anything if this is gang-related there’ll
Be plenty disincentive to cooperate as a
Witness people who help the police
End up feeling the gangs’ wrath they
Know where you live where your
Daughter goes to school when your
Wife’s home alone it could be Ramon
Was the target as payment for some
Thing a relative did terrible things
Happen let’s let this blow over before
Things get worse not every murder
Can be solved this isn’t CSI where
Handsome detectives busty lab
Techs find a hair on a carpet
He ain’t the first and he ain’t the last
Kid shot in the street lookit the girl
Doing her homework in her house
You can’t tell me she was a problem
For some gang get used to it life
In the city are you gonna grieve
Everybody who washes up
On the shore
c. J.S.Manista, 2015
* The shooter turned himself in this afternoon. Said he was trying
to hit someone in the house behind where Ramon was playing
* The shooter turned himself in this afternoon. Said he was trying
to hit someone in the house behind where Ramon was playing
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