And Now He's Gone
He never, ever even knew what it was he was supposed to know.
He never saw the other side of life that was a foreign matter, so
He went with what he knew, no choice of something better.
Another wasted life that could have been so much better.
His short life was lived in poverty and ignorance and fear.
Only God knows why he was born to these circumstances here.
No opportunity to advance and learn, just deprivation on a grand scale.
Whatever purpose brought him here was thwarted and became pale.
The neighborhood appeared as a jungle that even a native child could not survive,
To live in daily danger, each day a quest just to stay alive.
All the talents and personality that he possessed were not in demand
So he was killed by a thoughtless child just intent on his destructive plan.
The unknown blueprint for that boy's life was destroyed, with no chance,
By some other boy without so much as a backward glance.
How many times, how many youth and how many days
Are lives destroyed, wasted and lost in such thoughtless ways?
When you attempt to analyze this behavioral pattern scourge,
It makes our strides of progress seem so slow. We feel the urge
To protect our youth and teach them constructive values of what life means
To show them that every child should have a chance to fulfill their life's dreams.
Lucile I. Burke
June 28, 1996
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