The Final Goodbye
This poem is by Afro-American well know poet, author, advocate, and artist Naomi Johnson.
Naomi expresses her inner emotions on the injustice of her son's life taken by Wilson Romaine Community Coach bus driver operating NJ Transit bus 709 in Bloomfield NJ. You can Google her son's name or the poet name to read her story.
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The Final Goodbye
When I lay your body to rest
the agony of pain enters into my chest.
I started to cry and scream
wishing that this was all a dreadful dream.
But in my eyes, I saw it was true
I just wish it was not you.
I never envision the day
that you will be so viciously taken away.
You were young and full of fun
now your life was taken away instantly from me, Deshon my beloved son.
Your years on this earth is far too few
and your life was taken horrifically too soon from you.
You should have been allowed to live
since you had a lot to give.
The horrific images in my mind on how you die I
keep asking myself over and over again why?
It is hard for the pain to relinquish from my soul
and keep my mind from being mentally whole.
While your NJ Transit reckless bus driver who
murder you walking free.
The final goodbye is killing me.
© By: Naomi Johnson 11- 8-14
Photo by Mel Gattis

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