A Tribute To Rusty.
Your tragic story rests heavy on my heart,
It's a story that brings sorrow right from the start.
Running a track was all that you knew,
No love, no family, caring moments were few.
Born into a world where money is the key,
Like a chain around your neck, you were never free.
Money changed hands and bets were placed,
A life of greed, a fall from grace.
When you were no longer thought worthy of running their race
A gun to your head, the terror you faced.
A man so cruel, full of spite and hate,
A life in prison should be his fate.
Yours is a story that will always be told,
I for one will remember, until my days are old.
A purple ribbon today we will wear,
Thousands of people, in your memory will share.
God bless you Rusty....
Steph xx (mom2jesse)