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    A Poem For Kelly Thomas by Ron Thomas


    Kelly Thomas was murdered at the hands of three of the Fullerton Police Dept. officers. Two were found not guilty by a jury. The third officer had the charges drop due to the not guilty verdit of the other two.  All three officers were fired. A civil trial is now running it's course. Kelly's father, Ron Thomas, has been an advocate for the homeless and mentally ill ever since his son was murdered. Mr. Thomas is a former law enforcement officer himself. He posted a poem that he wrote on my Facebook page. It literally gave me the chills. I contacted him asking for permission to post this poem and he gave that permission to me. Here it is.
    I was invited to do a special show on KPFK Radio this past Saturday. It is normally a "Poets" show, so I thought that I would write one. I've never written one before, but this is what I came up with and then read it to close the show.


    To my son
    A second trial has just begun
    It's been over 4 years since I lost you my son


    On that hot July night with such fright in your eyes
    Those six murdering thugs beat you, until you were no longer alive


    As citizens watched the horror unfold
    All of them learning something--that none of us were told
    The fact that those who took an oath to protect and serve
    Could kill a man so brutally without any reserve


    I often look back on all of the years----
    We did so many things together,
    And soon come my tears


    So many times we played our guitars
    Both of us knowing we wouldn't go far
    And when we laughed so hard it hurt inside
    Realizing that neither one of us could sing-----
    Not knowing what July 5th, 2011 would bring


    I spend every day seeking justice for you
    My redheaded son with eyes of blue


    I give you this promise, as your dad that is true
    I will not rest a day until justice comes through


    You cried out my name 31 times---
    And within moments you were no longer alive


    I will forever miss you, my heart always sad
    Those 31 times you cried out--
    Crying out for me-
    Your dad






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