He motioned too me from across the streetHis arms waving madly « Come over to me »I saw the panic as he approachedWe both ran quickly to the houseWhere the windows were shot outHe lay there bleeding on the floorMy mother beside him screaming « Dear LordSomeone shot my boy »I held his hand till the ambulance cameThen onto a stretcher they took him awayI followed close from the car behindThe lights and the sirens both dull in my mindNovember 9Killed by a bullet from a jealous gunIt rattled his eyelids and pierced through his lungsThe damage now doneHe was seen by her lover the night beforeSwearing to kill him outside her doorTo her defense my brother walked outRaising his fists and screaming « Get outIt’s me she’s with now! »Hotel hospital the tears burned my eyesI slipped into nighttime and deep into dyingWithout even trying