"Freeze" they yell
"Turn around and drop your weapon" I hear
Weapon? Is a child's toy a weapon? I think to myself
My daughter left it out on the street
I just went to get it--it's her favourite--
I turn around slowly, and I am instantly met with a loud
"BANG"
I look down and see blood
Would this have been the same reaction if I was a different skin tone?
And then darkness
I drop to the ground and all I can think in the moment is 'God please watch over my daughter
she's only 4 and keep her momma safe'
Before everything goes black.
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poetry
PoesiaHi everyone, I have been inspired by my best friend to share my poetry and so this is what this book is going to be all about. Please note that these poems are all my own, except the ones I give credits to the author, so if anyone would like to shar...
