They Told My Parents I Was Rioting

They Told My Parents I Was Rioting was a poem about the murder of 18-year old Patrick McCormick from his POV.

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My name is Patrick McCormick

I was 18 years old, I will never grow to be 19, my birthday was 6 months away, October 18th.

They told my mother and my father I was throwing stones, that I was a KKK supporter and so was my long-dead grandpa, who died 10 years before I was born.

I was only going to a comic convention with my brother and friends.

I can't forgive the men or the movement who came on TV and said that I was a KKK supporter.

"A racist bigot that was saying the N-word"

But, why did I die?

What harm did I do to them?