Thursday, July 20, 2023

Poem for Jordan Davis, draft no. 2

This poem is for Jordan Davis

my friend I had forgotten until I saw his cards,

my friend Jordan who has led a Million Poem march,

or so Amazon charts.

I can’t explain the feeling that I have

of being so sad

he never wanted you as his dad.

What could have ever made someone so smart and true so mad?

I hope someday he asks you why

and lets you in his pad.

That is what I wish

for the friend I once had.