A 12-year old boy walks in The dry Cleveland air never disappoints It was his first day at school "How was your day Tamir?" Spouts his mother from the kitchen As she prepares the evening dinner
School was ok I guess I could do better in my classes but whatever Basketball practice was fun
A 12-year old boy walks in Today is especially cold even for Cleveland The snow stuck like it was there to stay "How was your day Tamir" His mother asks from the living room
School was ok Can I can go to the park tomorrow? I want to have a snowball fight with my friends
A 12-year old boy walks in Dry cold air is the perfect weather for bleeding He walks in and tries to cover the holes in his chest "How was your day Tamir?" His mother asks Just like any other day
Mommy I went to the park today But my friends never showed up So I made snowballs on my own And I played with my airsoft gun Mommy all of a sudden the park was empty A car zoomed right in front of me It was only a few steps The police car door opened And they shot me Mommy I was reaching to give them my airsoft gun Mommy I'm dead now The holes in my chest they won't close up Nobody saved me Mommy I'm so sorry I made a big mistake I didn't mean to scare people with my airsoft gun I won't make the same mistake next time I promise! Mommy please forgive me I promise next time I will have more control Mommy give me another chance Mommy please cover my red holes
The problem is this may as well have been the how Tamir's life goes
Men with guns should fear for their safety the least
I'm pretty sure if you tell a 12-year old to never doing something again He will listen