Trayvon Martin

 After hearing both 9-1-1 calls, Its hard for me to not think about this story. My heart and prayers go out to Trayvon's family. And I also pray for the soul of the  young man whom felt it was no other option but to take anothers life.....




                        A cold chill wrapped my body head to toe, as I listened to his cries for help pierce the drum of my ears from the audio.
                 The fear in his voice, as he pleaded for his own life but no one came to his rescue.
                       The hood from his jacket slid back from his head as he fell to the ground and stained it red.
                  The seconds  of pain he suffered, that felt like time has slowed, his innocence was not speared that night.
                        A gun was drawn as a mother had just lost her son.
                  He spent his last moments alone with the cold hearted actions of intended hatred.
                          Left lifeless as the dirt absorbed his bloodshed, moonlight shined upon his face just as the rain had washed away his tears.



 His name was Trayvon Martin
I........AM........TRAYVON.......MARTIN..........
     R.I.P