WARNING: This poem is about an actual event that occured on March 17, 2017
an unarmed man was shot and eventually died. This poem is my way of honoring his life
If this bothers you, please leave and read no further.
"I would like to speak to the higher command"
he spoke these words
not knowing they would be some of his last
She clickedon his live stream
never imagining that she would be forever changed
They fired shots
she fell to her knees
her soul in angst
she began to call out to God
begging him to end this horror
he drove away attempting to leave
she was weeping needing the pain to end
the car windshield shattered glass was everywhere
She screamed in agony, knowing the end was near
she whimpered, wanting to turn away but couldn't find the strength
his phone was on the floor of his car
all she heard was a female automated voice talking nonsense
the video feed ends
there is no more
He is no more....
This is dedicated to Rodney James Hess and his family
also, to W.T.