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)