Poor Lil' Jessie Poem by Jamal Brown

</>Disrespected and abused
hated and misused.
Though he did every thing he was told
to do all throughout school.
Poor Lil' Jessie.
But his luck never changes
in bed at night when he cries.
Until one tragic night
the house catches on fire and Jessie
he dies.
Poor Lil'Jessie.
They sill talk aout him
after he dies and Jessie's phantom is furious.
He's upset, angry, and a rage that he's never known before,
Jessie feels murderous.
They now say that he wears
a pure black mask
his eye show up like flames with a touch of white
and carries a boomerang with blades.
That he cut off your head.
And then burn your heart before you can scream or put up a fight.
They say he wanders the streets,
looking for somebody to talk about him.
He will kill anyone.
He has no friends.
If you're really quiet
you can hear him in the whisper.
And if you're lucky and brave enough you might see
the flames in his burning eyes
flicker and flicker.