Saturday, October 11, 2014

I haven't written a poem yet about Michael Brown or Ferguson
Or Mary "Unique" Spears
The woman from Detroit who was killed at the repass of a funeral for a friend

A man was coming on to her
She told him that she had a man and couldn't talk to him

The man started a fight
Unique's fiance came over to assist
Man pulled out a gun and shot
Fiance was injured
Bullet hit Unique in the back as she tried to run away
She fell and man shot her two more times in the head

Now she is dead

This mother of three is dead

I haven't written a lot of poems lately

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