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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There was a young man of sixteen that was full of life. Never afraid of anything or anyone. He Loved spending time with his family and playing video games with his friends. One night while at a friend’s home, he called his mom and asked if he could play a little longer. Mom argued, it was a school night, but he always had a way of winning her over. His friends only lived a few houses up the street. His mom said, it was fine, but to call her when he was done and on his way home, so she could be waiting for him. As the young man walked and almost approaching the front of his home, he saw a truck approaching him. Thinking it was his dad, he walked over to greet him. There in the front sit of the truck, sat two young men and a young woman. As he neared, the driver pulled out a gun and fired, shooting him once in the abdomen. At hearing the gun shot, mom and her brother ran outside to the street to see what was going on. Shocked to find her son lying on the street. She ran and fell to her knees and held him tight on her lap while he gasped for air. She yelled out for anyone in the neighborhood, to please come and help.” Afraid, no one came out of their homes. Later, when the suspects were in police custody, the police asked the driver; why he had shot the young man? His comment: “Just something to do.” was his reply. 9-1-2014 I was 63 when I started writing poetry. I was encouraged by a cousin older then I to write. She would have me read and critique her work on this poetry site. I did make my own birthday cards for my sons and would write my feelings, but I wouldn't consider them poems. This was my 3rd poem written inspired by the cruel death of my cousins son's murder. The Throwback Challenge Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg
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