Mitchell Wilson's Gone Today Poem by Kevin Patrick

Nobody heard the pleas of his cries
Especially the once that led him to die
Nobody bothered to keep him in safe
Eroding his faith that there'd be better days

Predisposed by flawed biology
Exposed the rules of constant lambasting
Laughter became his constant torture
The mark of which left him to be colder

When he was 6 he played with kids
But they saw, his Achilles heel
So they built a pyre on his smile
Throwing the coals of a lifetime of trials

Mitchell Wilsons gone today
He left his ghost in the hour's remains
In Photographs and Video footage
Where he's at peace as a pixel memento


Every day was his battleground
And everyone told him to keep his chin up
But they never heard the screams in his mind
Telling him constantly that nothing was right

And one day he took a chance walking on the street
But an iniquitous child gave him a good solid beat
Flattening his teeth and blacken his cheaks
Applying the straw that broke his daggers mind


And so little Mitchell is gone today
He knew the game that special kids do
That to be a child is to be a soldier
Constantly in battle with the social orders
Forming alliance form on the chalky jungle gyms
Where secret expressions keep everyone lipped
And Parents see angels through masquerading devils
Who grow up to think their children will be better
But were just drinking circles eating the ends of snakes tails
And were winning to succeed at everything that always fail

Mitchell Wilsons gone today
He left grade school to build a grave
And find the refuge in the dying light
To live at peace under a secret sun





Note: Mitchell Wilson was an 11 year old boy from Pickering Ontario who killed himself after being severely bullied and forced to testify against his accuser at a trial which lead him to a sever depression. He had muscular dystrophy which made him a target from day one, he ended his life before starting grade 8.


'For peace is not mere absence of war, but is a virtue that springs from, a state of mind, a disposition for benevolence, confidence, justice.'
Baruch Spinoza