Elegy for Tamir Rice

In a park where innocence should reign,
Tamir, just twelve, played with joy unfeigned.
A toy in hand, dreams in his eyes,
Yet, in a moment, a tragic demise.

A police officer's hasty decree,
Turned a playground into a scene of agony.
Sister helpless, handcuffed in despair,
As Tamir lay wounded, the world unaware.

For four minutes, aid was denied,
A precious life slipping, as hopes subsided.
In the echoes of injustice, a nation wept,
As a young soul in silence slept.

Tamir, a name etched in sorrow's tome,
A tragic tale of a childhood overthrown.
May the memory of his laughter endure,
In the hearts of those who seek justice pure.