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A Poem for Ralph Elliott – by Eric P. Martin
His efforts on a raining, cold Christmas eve
showed just how loving a man he was
A four-piece chicken dinner
he went to get for him and his wife
But tonight’s Chicago winter has nothing on the
coldness of the man that would soon take the life
of Mr. Ralph Elliot
and have his wife witness her husband’s blood
drift down the 47th street drain
along with cold rain
What’s going on Chicago?
Haven’t we had enough?
It’s Chirstmas for Christ’s sake

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