Nixzmary Family’s Crocodile Tears

I wonder was it grief or guilt? Where the hell were they when she needed them when she was alive? Where were they all those months and days? Where were they when she was crying out for help both verbally and spiritually? Now their eyes see clearly now? Now their ears hear? Now their hearts are reaching out and touching? "The dead of this world are gone forever," so states the Bible. Nizxmary is gone for good.

I notice all the family members in the newspaper photos showing all that grief and tears at the grave site and coffin of little Nixzmary Brown, the young girl brutally murdered by her father. I wonder was it grief or guilt? Where the hell were they when she needed them when she was alive? Where were they all those months and days? Where were they when she was crying out for help both verbally and spiritually? Now their eyes see clearly now? Now their ears hear? Now their hearts are reaching out and touching? “The dead of this world are gone forever,” so states the Bible. Nixzmary is gone for good. And it seems she had no real family around in this world.

As my colleague and legendary boxing scribe Marion Boykin so eloquently sums it, they were all “perpetrating a fraud.” Nixzmary not only missed out on a real mother, but a real family too. These crocodile tears—a lot of good that is doing her now… And them.
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