The tears are no longer wet, the heart feels crushed in my chest. the body feels stiff and heavy like lead. The laughter is gone from my soul and I can barely function/\The fact that you were applauded to your death by people that were supposed to support you but raged and treated you unkindly has me up late at night vomiting. Mama sitting here by the Shrine in your honor with the wallet they took from your body, the last thing you touched on my heart. Inside is angry and raging and knowing you did not have to die young. Please send Mama calming. The rage is burning and deep. The grief deep and unfathomable. My lost young King, I hope you are Found. Nobody can hurt you ever again....your Memory is Mama's blessing.
Robert Timothy Anton Voelker.... Long Live The King.💔😭👈🏾