Wednesday Poetry: SEVENTEEN (still a WIP)

    SEVENTEEN

Seventeen.
Had a future.
Had Family.
Had friends.

Seventeen
His life
Did not
Have to End.

Seventeen.

He was a
Human Being
And his life
Had purpose,
And meaning.

RIP Trayvon Martin

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