I survived rapes and murders

Lil "L" sat in my office today and confided.... just let it go... sharin things about day after day. Moms, deceased. Pop's, knockin on deaths door. How can this beautiful mahogany king be just sixteen and no more. 2007 is when he lost her. It was Cancer. An unwanted friend. He was hookin up the surround system that she gave him when his auntie called him once again. I saw his body relax in the chair and he became one with his memory as he shared that sorrowful moment. He said he stopped. Stopped connecting the wires, because he wanted to watch a movie in surround sound, but... but he doesn't even have a VCR, or a DVD player to watch a movie with. He was hoping. Hoping that he would soon acquire one of these items to ... to connect to mom's gift. But the call, a disruption. The system, put away. He just put it back in the box a few months ago. He let it stay there... in his room. Lost in the moment, lost in his moment of his mama, his friend, now gone.