No Justice Here
My son is dead ...a bullet to his head. Did you see who did it? silence...did you see? silence ...what did he do to deserve this end? Am I the only one that cares? Where is the justice here?
I carried him for nine months...he just turned 16, who shot my son ...why?... who? ...silence...Did you see? Don’t you care? am I the only one crying for my son ...tears ...tears ...Where is the justice here?
Who killed my son ...no one can tell me ...silence is all I hear. I want justice for my son ...Justice ...Justice… I want justice ...until your son dies, until you cry there will be no justice here.
Is it because I don't live on the hills ...drive a fancy car why there is no justice for my son.... silence...no one speaking no one cares it's not their child with a bullet to the skull …is it because I can’t pay for justice? Why there’s no justice here ...is it because I am black? is it because I am poor?…tears… why no one cares ...where is the justice here? Who shot my son?…why? … Until your child dies, until you cry there will be no justice here.
Copyright © Sonya Stewart | Year Posted 2016
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