I went up the street to the spot where the young man Yon died from gunshot wounds and brought a candle to pray.
As I began to walk back to my house the neighbor who called the police stuck his head out and thanked the cop and I heard them talking. I walked back to my house and wrote this. If it was the section of Pitt Street where my black neighbors lived, no one would have called the police on me, they would have come out and prayed with me after figuring out in a few moments what I was doing.
I got at least 10 good minutes of prayer in and I offered to help Yon's soul in anyway I could on his journey back to the Light.
Will you finish my prayers for me?