Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Bye, Night. By Jasen Sousa

Bye, Night.


Bye, night.
Morning’s light illuminate’s pain
as yellow tape cautioned where not to step.
Plastic rope, strangled hope,
where the young man took his final breath.

12:59 A.M.
the estimated time his soul was slain.
If only the sidewalk outlined in chalk could talk,
it would tell of the murderer
who lived up the block.
A spirit screaming for help, help which never came.
His black hat walking down the street as the wind blows,
the spot where he was violently killed,
every day his mother goes, to bring
flowers, candles and pictures of her son.
She breaks down and cries under these city skies
thinking about what he might have become.

The wind is still.
Grow up, he never will.
This is the day a gun roared
over the voice of the Lord.
A short lived life
too often ignored.



Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
17-24
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Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)

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