Got word today of something that penetrated my wall
can't begin to tell you why it never crossed my mind at all
the victims had children that grew to be men
my baby too falls in the same class as them
the son of a murdered father for whom there was no trial
everyone knows who did it but no charges have been filed
as if the system is saying their lives were worth nothing
but to these children they were more than just something
they were role models and personal heroes
robbed of the opportunity to watch their blessings grow
the news hit me heavy in my heart and deep within my soul
giving me that much more urgency to ensure that their story is told
not just that of my husband of these victims too
I was asked to do something that had I known I'd have volunteered to do
I know how the holes never close and the pain makes you numb
no one had to explain to me once from which angle to come from
my pen speaks for my heart when my voice won't be enough
and both want them to know that we support them cause I know it's rough
in the same shoes myself in a way and it is a long road
full of emotions that never are the same always in tow
through every stage and phase of life as we progress
leaning on faith when there's nothing else left on which to rest
these weary spirits and heavy hearts on hard days
these kinds of things stay with you and manifest in so many ways
I know cause my baby too has a similar story to tell
or at least he will when he grows up like Roger's son did -
to tell of the day his daddy fell.