The world will never know
What you could have become
You’re never graduate college
Marry your love, or bless your first son
My stream of tears have tried
To seal the cracks deep in my heart
It feels like a still red dot
Enduring a fearless powerful dart
Yet, I know the Lord is
Greater than the details of your death
I’ll continue giving Him Praises
Everyday with my first breath.
Rest in Peace, Trayvon Martin
Praying for Justice in His name
I bless my three sons, praying
That your life, death was not in vain.
Yolanda Grier ©2012
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