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DJ Brewer Jun 2
They were young high school boys at the time

Too young to know what they wanted to do with the rest of their lives

An ill fated night of fun and games with friends in the Park

After the street lights had just kicked on and it was starting to get dark

Unbeknownst to the boys, a female jogger was out for a run

An unknown man had come out of the darkness and knocked her unconscious

He committed horrific acts of physical violence and left her for dead

After police at the scene first discovered the woman bleeding severely from her head

They put out a call that “black and Hispanic teenagers” were out in the park “wilding” and up to no good

An order was given to round everyone up
and to bring them in for questioning

At that point the young minors were beaten, terrorized, and coerced

By the very police force that had promised to protect and to serve

Family members were confused, separated, threatened, and lied to

The boys and their family members were tricked into signing false statements

Framed by police and convicted by the media even before their hearings

The boys didn’t stand a chance despite having the support of their community and legal representation

There was no true peace of mind the wrongful convictions could have provided for Trisha, the jogger

There was no true justice that could be served in those two courtrooms either

Five innocent boys were convicted and served long sentences for a crime they did not commit

Korey, Kevin, Yousef, Tron, and Ray now use their experiences to help others who should have also been found innocent
I was so moved by Ava Duvernay’s series “When They See Us” that I had to put my thoughts and feelings down on paper to help to process everything.
DJ Brewer Jun 2
Have you ever been so excited for something before that it’s the only thing you can think about

You have to play it cool but inside you really want to scream and shout

Counting down the days until you go

Why does time sometimes have to go so slow

Meeting the people and seeing the sights

Just to think about it brings me great delight

Wine tasting by day themed parties by night

Oh, this is going to feel so right
A poem about SchittCon 2019, a gathering of Schittheads (fabs of the show Schitt’s Creek
DJ Brewer Jun 2
Twilight swallows fly gracefully across the golden sky

Spending time outdoors provides me with a natural high

The air slightly cools and I walk barefoot through the grass

I silently make a toast and raise my glass

Lightning bugs illuminate the river bank as the frogs sing their nightly tune

Pure joy is what I feel throughout the month of June
I love summertime in Michigan!
DJ Brewer May 18
Happy Birthday to you

Happy Birthday to you

You are the best man I’ve ever known

You are a dream come true

You see things that others don’t see

You know things that others don’t know

You are passionate about new experiences and ideas

You venture out into the world and spread your love

You make connections and capture people’s images and hearts

You make yourself accessible and get invited into people’s lives

On this day of your birth, words alone cannot explain what you mean to me

So, I think that I will express my love for you by showing you with my body
Poem for my husband on his birthday
DJ Brewer May 5
I’ll never forget that first glance not long after you were born

You were huddling in the straw at the back of the barn to try to stay warm

Your eyes were barely open and you could not make a sound

The first time I picked you up in my arms, my feelings were profound

I instantly loved you and you instantly loved me

That unexpected discovery was really meant to be
Poem for my 12 year old cat, Callie. She is truly my baby and I love her so much.
DJ Brewer May 4
Special is the word they use when they talk about me

They assume that my diagnosis fully defines me

Sometimes I wish I could only be heard and not seen

That’s what I often think about when I daydream
DJ Brewer May 4
The dappled sunlight shines lightly through the trees
The creek flows down the hill with gentleness and ease
The red winged blackbird calls loudly to her mate
The butterflies fly happily around the garden gate
The chimes blow in the breeze and quietly ring
Oh, the sights and sounds of the season make my heart sing
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