Shot in the dark,
He made a mark.
No one knew what he wanted,
if only his last wish was granted.
Captured in the alley, right from where he began,
Trying to evade them, he always ran.
Picked up a gun when he was fifteen,
In one of his neighbourhoods, kinda green.
Grew up playing with aunts & cousins,
They expected him to bring home trophies, in dozens.
But who would have thought he’s the same kid from the park,
Where he was Shot in the dark…