Thursday, March 5, 2015

A poem a day for 2015 - day 64 - For Jasmine McClain

Jasmine McClain was only ten years old
A black girl
A black girl like me
North Carolina black girl
Hanged herself and took her last breath in her mother's arms

Jasmine McClain was bullied in school
In school
Ten years old
This is not God's plan
For our babies to have hearts that break so snap
That tears rush inside and send messages to fingers
Little fingers
Little hands
To hang

Somebody saw
Somebody heard
Somebody felt

And now she is dead
Jasmine McClain is dead
Sticks and stones rarely break bones these days
But babies die from words
Little fingers

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