but in the end even justice,
as in a guilty conviction,
incuding the answers as to what happened
the day he died as well as knowing
the whereabouts of his remains
so that i may complete my last act of mothering
and bury my son,
doesnt bring a dead 17 yr old back
to the life as we knew it
before he was murdered
so i look at that justice word
and i chop it up real thin
and mix it back up into a ball
and flick in the faces
of all those who harmed him
or was apathetic
towards my advocacy
on his behalf.
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 10:06 AM UTC
but in the end even justice,
as in a guilty conviction,
incuding the answers as to what happened
the day he died as well as knowing
the whereabouts of his remains
so that i may complete my last act of mothering
and bury my son,
doesnt bring a dead 17 yr old back
to the life as we knew it
before he was murdered
so i look at that justice word
and i chop it up real thin
and mix it back up into a ball
and flick in the faces
of all those who harmed him
or was apathetic
towards my advocacy
on his behalf.
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