" I Stand Strong "
I stand outside the courtroom. I stand calm, and steady, and strong.
Cameras flash around me, and I say, "Please God, I can't do this long."
My hands are shaking now. My face a deadly white.
As I willingly scar myself forever, with this disgusting sight.
Somewhere in the distance, I hear my Mother say,
"Remember what I taught you. Honey, it's just one day."
Someone pushes me forward as I hum Amazing Grace,
but the Hate just rushes through me, as I stare my Mother's killer in the face.
I can't seem to look away from him, as he utters a guilty plea.
"Why?!" I whispered to him, "Did you do this to me?"
I didn't really believe in angels, never gave a second thought to God.
But today I felt them both there and that seemed kind of odd.
Though I know my Mom was watching, I don't think she made it there.
I'm glad for that though, for she had enough pain she had to bear.
Today when I read His statement, the pain I felt was unreal.
But my heart said, "You got what you wanted, now you can start to heal."
Right now there is no closure, I just did what I had to do.
I'll never really know what happened. Only glimpsed at what is true.
The sun shines way too brightly, above a too blue sky.
He said that he killed you Mom, but I'm sure now, you'll never die.
-K. A. Brown March 8, 2000