we have a poem from tj lynch. come on up, tj. >> okay. i will give you background. i read an article and it broke my heart. i felt like i should share it with everybody. i never thought this could happen to me. one minute i imagine singing and dancing. next i feel burning pay. may 17, 2010. that is the day the police took me away from my family, friends, dreams. they weren't in the right house. the man who murdered the 17-year old boy lived a level above me. may 16, 2010. that was the day the police took me. may 16, 2010 is the day everything changed. that is the day they should haved me in mysoline. i am 7 years old. may 16 is the day i died. i was murdered by the officer. he faced a penalty. they didn't see me as a child and just saw my skin. i had my whole life ahead. it makes me angry. following my death my daddy was introduced to 30 years in prison. not only is my mommy mourning me. my dadty's life, too. it was his gun that o kens killed the boy with. is it the justice my mommy gets why a man kills her black daughter and takes husband to the pen. how can a man