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The Other Mom

I was laying on the beach On a hot August morn A sudden pain in my gut I knew that something was wrong It's Eddie. I felt it so strong I Picked up my cell and I called The emotional pain of it all My body curled up in a ball I sat up again to be sure, the solar plexus was sore Why to I question these signs I know that there isn't a cure For the feelings I want to ignore He never answered the phone I packed up my stuff and went home I worried all day and all night The sunrise brought more than just light The loud banging began at the door I peeked through the blinds to be sure There were cops all over the street Guns drawn made the picture complete I opened the door full of fear Oh my God! Why are they here? My heart dropped, I wanted to hide When he said "Sgt. White, homicide." Is your son home he wanted to know With his foot in the door I said no Do you mind if we just have a look And I backed up after biting the hook They swarmed through the house Guns up in the air Upstairs to his room They looked everywhere My solar plexus was right I'm glad I came home last night But where did he go? I needed to know His innocence still in my sight The officer said have a seat Let's talk about where he could be A boy was found dead in the street A witness put Ed at the scene Don't worry he said as I pulled my robe tight Your son was a victim of robbery last night I know he's afraid to come out in the light I didn't believe him. But I knew he was right. My son was afraid and now I knew why He took someone's life who's mother will cry He was just seventeen a year younger than Ed Why do these kids seem to be so misled? What happened that night is a mom's biggest fear A child was lost in the drug war I hear The exchange in the alley of weed for the cash Was a set up to rob him of all that he had When the kid put a gun against my son's head Said 'empty your pockets' or soon you'll be dead He had no idea that the pocket was packed With a 38 special protecting the cash The rest of story is packed in a box The panic, the fear, the action, the shock He emptied the gun and ran for his life While Nicholas bled on the pavement that night My heart cries to God asking why must I be The mom of the kid who killed her baby I cry for her loss as if it were mine I beg her forgiveness, and I offer her mine. You don't want to be either one of these moms Our children at risk, a sign of the times God please shine Your light on this good Earth today We're all human beings who've just lost our way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 6/7/2009 10:13:00 AM
hi Karen, just read your blog, wanted to visit your work! love this poem of heavy emotion! great work! Jim
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Date: 4/20/2009 12:41:00 AM
Sad and poignant...Raul
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Date: 10/2/2008 2:50:00 PM
My dear Karen, I fear I do not know you very well, but feel I can relate, I have 2 daughters, thank you for opening a chapter within me, that I nearly almost forgot.Blessed be. Bellantony
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Date: 8/9/2008 11:24:00 AM
yes very heart breaking. as a teenager i was always getting in trouble. my mom was always getting out of it. i was in jail a number of times, but nothing ever really big. this must have been very heartbreaking for you. Something needs to be done about all of this drug problems,the punishement is not enough. this was a good write and thank you for reading my Seeds hiding and for your comment.
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