What I Saw


Inspired by The Cook Up by D. Watkins

I saw, I saw from behind these white walls
A child gets taken from his life as his vessel falls
Mothers cryin’ over their children
It was the worst feeling they ever saw
Wondering how could God let them down
Including the law
The smile and laughter of the good times they shared
The feeling of regret at the time when they weren’t there
That unbearable feeling deep down
That feeling they call fear
Not wanting to feel the pain
Of their child not being here

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  1. Sadie Davis on October 7, 2017 at 12:28 PM

    dear BP, Your poem brought tears to my eyes. I want to share this quote with you from Martin Luther King, “Almost always, the creative dedicated minority has made the world better.” Your words are important and your poetry is a gift. I hope that you will find peace of mind and continue to write and share your poems. Thank you.

  2. Jon Kazor on April 20, 2018 at 9:18 AM


    Your experience enlightened me to a world that I am not apart of but one that is very real in the African American community-hardship and anguish from the death of another. You never know how long we have on this world and we need to recognize this and love each other every moment of life. Everyone has value, and no one should be defined by their worst action, because we are all sinners. I wish you the best of luck in your journey to finding purpose in this world and with your maker.

    Peace, Love, positivity

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