Emmet Till

 

Emmet was a child,

No older that fourteen,
But his life snatched away from him,
In such a dreadful scene
The poor boy, tortured to death,
This is his story,
The racist men that took away his breath,

 

Till was visiting his uncle in the south,
Till was from the north,
This was in 1955; this would be the last time his mum saw him alive,

 

His uncle lived in Mississippi,
Not on the mountain where it gets nippy,
But the Chicago boy was just a child,
Yet his killers were so brutally wild,

 

He was playing with the southern local kids that lived by his uncle
They had never heard of a black boy,
Who claimed he had held a white girls hand
So the southern boys told emmet what they had planned,

 

Till was to go to the corner shop,

Talk to the lady, who's husband owned the plot

There he waved ‘bye baby’ to the lady this is what caused her husband to go horribly crazy,
Till being from the north, had no idea what the south was like,
During segregation, he had no clue what he had done, wasn’t right.

 

Then in the dead of night,
Knock knock went his uncle’s door,
It was the men from the corner shop,
They said they wanted Till to stop,
They would tell Till what he did wrong,
So they dragged him out the door,
no matter how Till tried; the men were far too strong

 

From there they took him to the river,
Torched him, the following will make you shiver with disgust
Its not human, you can trust;

 

They made Emmett carry a 75-pound cotton-gin fan to the bank of the Tallahatchie River and ordered him to take off his clothes. The two men then beat him nearly to death, gouged out his eye, shot him in the head, and then threw his body, tied to the cotton-gin fan with barbed wire, into the river.

 

the court hearing was slowly disappearing,

His mum had lost the case,
After, in everyone’s mouths, it left a sour taste,
The monsters had got away,
As they shouted hooray,
Emmet’s mum collapsed, wanting to die,
Her child, sent of so undignified,
The lovely boy that had done no wrong,
Was tortured, now this? IS. WRONG.

Emmet was a child,

No older that fourteen,
But his life snatched away from him,
In such a dreadful scene
The poor boy, tortured to death,
This is his story,
The racist men that took away his breath.



-THERE IS A PICTURE ON HOW EMMET TILL LOOKED LIKE ON GOOGLE IMAGES WHEN HE WAS FOUND, BUT I DIDNT POST THIS AS IT'S QUITE GRAFIC AND UPSETTING.