me again, i think i'm going for a new record.
Poem about the serial killer
Fears of south Louisiana's serial killer have hit high school students who live outside the Baton Rouge or Lafayette areas.
In Lutcher, a town halfway between Baton Rouge and New Orleans, a group of Lutcher High School students used poetry to confront their feelings about the man known to be responsible for the deaths of at least five women.
Teacher Susonne Oleson realized what an impact the serial killer case is having on her students when she began to grade their assignments. Oleson didn't tell her class to write about the serial killer; some just chose the topic because it bears heavily on their thoughts.
Danielle, one of the students who contributed work, says she carries mace everywhere she goes. Her poem (included in its entirety at the end of this article) exemplified the sentiments of all of her girlfriends, who want to be able to lead normal, carefree lives.
Instead, she worries that she could be next on the list of the serial killer's victims.
Ed Piglia, Pam Kinamore's brother, wants to have Danielle's poem read at the next victims' rally on the steps of the capitol.
Poem by Danielle, 17, senior at Lutcher High School:
It was a beautiful day as I jogged along,
Listening to music and singing the song.
The morning was spent just like any other,
Talking to Mom and my little brother.
I was thinking about how to spend the rest of my day,
And watching the trail as I ran on my way.
The sun shining bright with the heat on my face,
I continued along at a slow easy pace.
A I turned the corner, I was met by a man.
He smiled like he knew me and was waving his hand.
I smiled in return and continued my run,
it was them that I felt the coolness of his gun.
"Don't make a sound," he whispered in my ear,
"walk to my car, it is parked over here."
He warned me not to scream or I would surely die.
I was so scared, I wanted to cry.
He opened my door and I had a weird thought.
I knew I should have carried the mace that Mom bought.
I thought about home and how safe I always felt.
I didn't like this situation that I was now dealt.
We started to drive away from the town.
I tried to remember all the sights and the sounds.
The sky was a beautiful shade of blue.
I started to regret all the things I wouldn't get to do.
I knew that my life would soon come to an end.
I am only seventeen and it should have just begun.
I wanted to tell Mom and dad that I loved them once more.
I wanted to dance across my wedding room floor.
I wanted to hold my babies tight to my chest.
I wanted to know I always did my best.
I wanted to know what it is like to be a wife.
I want to live the rest of my life.
I tried to talk to him and begged to be let go.
With a knife to my throat I felt the blood flow.
I looked in his face, wondering how could he hate me so.
These are things that I really wanted to know.
I am still alive as I lie here all alone.
He dumped me out and then he was gone.
The sky is getting darker, I know my time is near.
I just wish that someone I loved could be here.
My life is now over, I have ceased to exist,
but I didn't get to do all the things on my list.
I lie here beside that old dirt road,
without someone's hand to hold.
My life has been taken away by a man,
with a steely sharp knife clutched in his hand.
As I take my last breath, I look to heaven above
and know that God was here and I was surrounded by his love.
I hope someone finds me, I want to go home.
My family needs closure; I don't want to be here alone.
Please find my killer, he has done this before.
I hope I am the last that has to go through this gore.
It wasn't that bad crossing over you see,
but the ones left behind are still looking for me.
The pain they must feel, the emptiness inside.
All taken away on that short little ride.
My faith was surely put to the test.
I hope they get him before he kills the rest.
You see this man is evil and doesn't care at all,
about anyone, or anything, no matter how small.
This is the last time I can tell you how I feel.
Just find that man, I know that you will.
He has to be stopped before he does this again.
Keep searching I beg you, my parents and friends.
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I was watching the news last week and Ed Piglia (now that's a man who knws how to get things done) has already started a petition to get more people involved in the investigation i think he wants the state to take over the investigation. I'm not exactly sure, anyone with any info. please correct me.
Edited to add:
JAM- Congrats to your daughter and her sisters on an AMAZING Songfest Performance! Great Job!
Sounds to me like some other "veto" power we have seen lately...too much to be discovered.
Thanks!
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