when the sun refuses to shine
who am I to weep so openly
for those at least six degrees
of separation away from me
there is a man I do not know
a father and brother and friend
on a mission to spray paint
his son on any wall for all to see
from city to city he travels
reminding everyone in his wake
those unfairly taken from us
continue to live on
through every action we take
august two thousand nineteen
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The sun will rise… sometimes all you need to do is open your eyes!
oh yes, absolutely