oakland poem

A man was killed in Oakland. People were upset because he was a tourist. He had a wife and three kids at home. He was here for a job interview at Google. He got his teeth cleaned just before. An Oakland man held a gun to his head and asked for money. When he got it, he shot three times. People were upset because no one profited. A woman in my office was on the jury. I don’t know her name but she told me the story in the bathroom. She cried and cried.

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