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by Joe Moore Jun 4, 2004 category : Life, society / other
Back in '78 in the month of the lions roar my mama gives birth beautiful is my sister as I watch at the door as a new life enters this earth small and fragile loud as she screams still the voice of victory It's just her way to announce today that she's the new kid on the scene doctor checks her nurse cleans her we adore her as siblings do. even though in a snap after burping and cradle cap she'll get on our nerves too. so after a few days mama and Latanisha leave to finally rest at home we can't put her down and mama keeps this frown cause we're spoiling the baby to the bone and just like we said attention went to her head after a year we have our hellion still a child in our eyes so innocence never dies regardless of all the rebellion one day while in class my teacher gives me a hall pass sent me to the office for a call in the phone my mom screams and nothing could have prepared me said the baby was kidnapped at the mall they rush me and my brother home so my mom won't be alone and maybe we'll ease the pain somehow but her tears we didn't see and that confused my brother and me but we still wiped the sweat from her brow hours to days days to weeks weeks turns months to despair who could steal a baby from the bosom of security as if the family didn't care today she turns three still not a word from the police till they said they have different news said they have a new theory wanted to explain it more clearly based on one of Latanisha's shoes as crazy as it may seem all evidence points to one thing a kidnapping had not taken place the time-line was prime but forensics reviewed the crime and this made a turn in the case then angry mama became asking what games were they playing no games, just a fingerprint in blood after running a few test and putting that evidence with the rest looks like the baby was killed in cold-blood they wanted to search the house mom tried to put them out but a warrant gave them access to look out of our closet they pull this trunk from it came this terrible funk so the lock they proceeded to unhook there in the middle of the room was our sister in this homemade tomb they arrested mama on murder 1 nothing could be more horrible than for your mom to do something this deplorable a killer worse than Attila the Hun Courtrooms and trials excessive tears no smiles her confession summed it up Guilty was her plea didn't even plead insanity said she had become fed up she received 15 to life for killing her baby with a hunting knife two years later cancer took her too. now my sister and mom are gone what seeds could we have sown trust me we didn't have a clue We now pray for a day that Latanisha can say mama " I forgive you"