I was murdered, that is why
I cannot speak.
But why should I
Stay silent, while the perpetrators
Of a sin, my Terminators,
Are deemed themselves to have been wronged
By our Justice.
I would have longed
To receive such intercession.
Instead of dying.
‘Gainst me, suggests, perhaps their Parents
And now the Civil Rights adherents,
Through a discipline too mild,
Have spared the rod and spoiled the child.
With the greatest respect for, and on behalf of, James Bulger