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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I guess I'm feeling some type of way. It’s the day after the next day. THE VERDICT; INDICTED! Definitely it rocked this country. I guess I'm sensitive, emotions running deep, with all this madness; Most nights I can’t sleep. I have a son almost the same age; I guess you can say I'm frightened for his well-being. As much as a mother should be these days. The tragedy has awakened more of a beast in me, so much so I just want to hold him, protect him against those men sworn to protect and serve. I don’t want him to become another statistic in this country. I feel helpless in this moment! I just want him safe from all hurt and harm and danger. He told me he wanted to change his name, as if; it Still won’t change who you are, or the color of your beautiful dark skin. What is he afraid of? I guess the same thing I’m afraid of. I want the best for him, point blank, period. But, I'm afraid, one of these trigger happy men will take him from me, Will rape my family and kill our children; Because on that day he may have his hands up; or His pants down or his music too loud. So you see, I just want the best for him; POINT BLANK PERIOD! I don't want him to feel any pain, Nor any harm to come to his way. He’s growing up, and he won’t be my baby for long; I’m so afraid of this world and the harm it may cause. It doesn't matter how he was raised, his background; Or what community he’s from; still He has that beautiful dark skin, so many seem to be afraid of; I want him safe, YOU HEAR ME? POINT BLANK, PERIOD; From black and white issues, domestic violent issues, Women crying rape and defaming his character; I want better for him, than this world trying to take from him. I want him away from the negative influences; As I try to teach him, to always watch his back. To be accountable for his actions and that trust comes at a price, And that some friends may try to stab you in the back; And to never regret who you are or where you’re going. To be honest and trustworthy and always be a leader, PLEASE MR. OFFICER, PLEASE MR. OFFICER, don’t hurt my baby; ChloeJames 2014 For Complete Poem Visit MY WORST NIGHTMARE BY CHLOEJAMES http://wp.me/p5mOSk-v via @wordpressdotcom
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