"SIXTEEN CANDLES"

"SIXTEEN CANDLES" By BB Adams

As seven gun shots rang out loudly into the night, taking the life of another innocent child, barely sixteen. Not even a month has past since the celebration of his birth, now as quickly as he was created he's now belated. Another statistic and a victim of unknown circumstances of hatred, just a random hit, click click. Pulling on the trigger, down goes another ni****, by the hands of his own race. Painted pictures of hate, with an inner disgrace of himself, [I have no future, and neither should you, I don't care about my own life, so tell me why should I care if you live or die?]
Now missing for a day, but no worries yet, he'll soon be on his way, he's probably over some girl house or one of his buddies.
A visit to his girl house confirms suspicion, because she also has not seen him, now we're fishing for an answer as to why where and with whom. This day has almost come to an end, and we've contacted all of his friends that we know of. No one has seen or heard from him since October ninth, and now October tenth has begun, and still no words from his voice or a trace of his face.
Suddenly a voice inside of my head starts communicating with me, saying: {I'm sorry mama,}oh my GOD what is happening? Is this my son's voice  talking to me? Why is he telling me that he's sorry? Sorry for what? {I'm okay mama, } No way, I'm trippin, my mind is flippin. My sons spirit has found me and is telling me that he's sorry and he is okay, {please mama don't be mad at me. I know you told me not to go out at night.} Stop talking, this is not real, {don't worry I am okay, I'm sorry.} No! Eli You can't be dead, not now it's to soon and you only just barely turned sixteen. {I'm okay!} No! Stop saying that, how can you be okay if you're dead? Are you dead? No! No! This is crazy and I'm having a severe anxiety attack, that's what this is. {I'm okay!} I told you to stop saying that to me, I want you to be okay here with me, I need you here with me Eli. What happen to you? What happen baby? Why is this happening. Oh! Dear GOD I am not questioning you but, please! Please! Help me understand all of this, If this is real, if this is really happening please! Give me the strength to handle this pain. Please don't let me go insane, I need to be strong for my other two children, I'm not processing what's happening right now. My brain hurts and I'm not feeling too good, I think I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. Okay, I need to be doing something right now, but I don't know what that is. Eli are you still here? Please! Son I need to hear you, please! Talk to me.
No answer just silence, except for the rapid loud beating of my heart. I'm feeling sick, I feel naucious and dizzy, my brain does not feel connected with the rest of me. My mind is so discombobulated, the pain I feel is so unrealistic, I dont think I can deal with this, I have to tell everybody that..that my baby boy is gone.