Gun-Shot Poem by Preston Mwiinga

In the midst of despair, a glimmer of hope emerges,
A chance to make amends, to heal and disperse,
The weight of regret, the burden of guilt,
Can be transformed, if one's heart and soul are built.

Look within, find the strength to change,
To break free from the shackles of a past estrange,
Embrace the lessons learned, the wisdom gained,
And strive to be a better person, rearranged.

A mother's eyes, filled with sorrow and pain,
Seek solace in the words that you explain,
Your commitment to justice, your vow to atone,
Will be the first step to heal what has been sown.

Drugs and peer pressure, no longer your crutch,
A new path begins, a life unencumbered by such,
With each day that passes, you'll find your way,
To a brighter tomorrow, where you can lead and sway.

A single gunshot, a tragic mistake,
But from its echo, a newfound resolve can make,
For every end, there's a chance for a new start,
Let this be the moment your life takes a brand new part.