WHO AM I ( TRIBUTE)

JasmineP

Here I lay in the cold wet grass rain on my lifeless body.

With my baggy pants and Hoodie.

With the color of my skin does that make me a

GANGSTER, A THUG, A CRIMINAL, A MENACE TO SOCIETY?

Or maybe the Skittles and Arizona tea in my pocket 

that in your eyes with my color magically turned into a gun.

Who gives you the right to say I look suspect? 

Who told you that you were Judge and Juror?

Do You wonder who I am?

I was Born on February 5, 1995 I was Killed in cold blood with no mercy on February 26, 2012 My parents Sybrina Fulton, and Tracy Martin  had to bury their child on March 3, 2012, in  Dade Memorial Park, Opa-locka, FL
I was forced to leave my Siblings Takira Martin, Demetrius Martin, and Jahavaris Fulton behind.
 

I Am Trayvon Martin 

 

  • Author: JasmineP (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 26th, 2017 14:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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