Teen Boy
I REMEMBER
I remember
My home-boy on the pavement
Bleeding.
The paramedics checking him
He wasn’t breathing.
The shots rang out
He didn’t hit the deck
Stood there like a soldier
Took three slugs to the chest
I remember
His family crying
The cops asked me who did it
Said I didn’t know.
I was lying.
I remember
Growing up rough
Hearing babies crying
Everywhere I look
Another person dying.
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