Sirens wail, as two young Chicano's
lay still upon the cold hard pavement.
“Did anyone see who shot them?”
Asked a policeman of the slowly
But nobody knew or saw anything.
Many parents were silently thankful
It wasn’t there kids. The sound of
blood gurgling came from one of the
“Help him,” screamed a woman who
stood nearby as the paramedics arrived
and worked hard to stabilize them.
Working feverishly they loaded them
upon the ambulance.
Outside the ambulance friends,
and relatives gathered, and a little
girl was holding her teddy bear, as she
took in the scene while her mother
and sisters cried tears of desperation.
The police asked the one who was
conscious what had happened and
were met with the usual silence of
barrio streets machismo.
The little girl holding the teddy bear
Asked, “What happened to daddy?”
as the ambulance rolled away lights
still flashing they pull into the hospital.
Days later, flowers are laid upon the
grave of one of the young men, as
prayers are said over another life
wasted over senseless and stupid
Now besides a grave, a little girl
clutches the teddy bear her father
had just given her. It was to become
her only memory.
Senseless violence and machismo
does not rep La Raza. It only destroys
the hopes and dreams of those we
love the most!
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