Sunday, February 10, 2013

Bullet

A bullet hit her.

It killed her.

Jennifer Scavone was riddled in her Yukon on I-75 in Detroit.

Bullets kill.

People do also.

Play with the blame if you will.

Dead.

Silent.

They kill one dead.

No more life.

Breathless.

Loss.

I meant to speak up against violence.

No time.

So much to do.

More matters took time.

Then, a bullet hit me.

Surprised.

And, silenced.

No more can I speak.

Or, speak up against violence.

A bullet did it to me.

Never did I think it would hit me.

Never.

It did, however.

Now.

Well, I'm dead.

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