Not a poem! Just me venting..

So today, I started my Monday as I usually do:
Shower, get ready for work and check out GS.
Well this morning to my surprise there was something new.
Scared the shit outta me too cause under featured poet
Was my name with my face under it.
Lmao. I really had to pinch myself,
I couldny believe that it was true.
Usually the featured is not me but one of you!
But after being awestruck for a few minutes and actually being on time,
I decided to do something I usually don't do in the mornings,
And that was to watch the news.
I don't usually do it in the morning cause it gives me the damn blues.
Well this mornign it gave me the blues alright.
Top story is, local boy plunges to his death.
All that I think in my mind is please don't let it be one of my "kids".
( I work at a Boys & Girls Club, I have about 500 kids..lol)
They flash a picture on the screen,
Its one of my 5th graders, his name is Bol.
He jumped 40 feet of a trestle in to a river and drowned.
Mty heart still hurts as I write this thinking of the pain his family must be going through. He came from a large family like me, he had 3 brothers and 3 sisters,
just like me. i cant even imagine what I would do if I lost obe of my siblings.
When I got to work, I wore my darkest set of glasses
to hide the fact that I had already been crying. I wasnt the only one wearing them.
Staff members hugged eachother, kids whimpered softly all confused with the tragedy at our hands.
The bus ride out to our camp was probably the quietest that we had ever, other than when the kids get in trouble and have silent bus rides.
That morning during announcements, Korum, one of the kids that saw Bol last yesterday, stared to sing, the thing is that Korum was singing in Arabic a language I dont understand bt to me it sounded so perfect at the moment. Suddenly kids started mimicking what Korum was saying, not knowing what they were saying (our camp is 90% caucasian..90% english speaking..not that diverse..) The whole camp was now singing this beautiful Arabic hymn. Korum later informed us that we were singing for Bol and letting him know that we love him and that he'll always be in our hearts. it truly was one of the most beautiful things I had ever experienced.
Through out the days I checked my messages and commenst on GS and couldnt help but to cry bittersweet tears, because though my day was full of tragedy and beauty as well, GS I know is my home and I can let go of everything. Thank you all for being part of my GS family. I love ya'll!!

RIP Bol Madol.. Forever in our hearts and on our minds. We love you kid.