WITHOUT A HAND TO HOLD

Hi I'm STARRYY and I'm goanna attempt to review this wonderful piece. Into the review.
first of all, thank you so much for writing this, I feel that these are the words everyone needs to hear right now. I never liked him but it's not at all okay he was murdered, and that fact people are celebrating is horrible. The way the words flow in this poem just make the meaning so much better.

"a man died
a cruel, wrong
mean, horrible
man
a man without morals
no care
for sympathy or life"

this is my favorite part of the poem. it shows that even though he wasn't a good person he was still a person. This is a wonderful piece and you are very talented. Keep up the great work. Mwah Mwah
-STARRYY

Hi it’s CATS. This poem is very serious, but I like how you put your thoughts into this poem. It made it sound like it’s from your heart. The news is shocking and I will mourn for him.
I feel so bad for the daughter you mentioned in the poem. Without a hand to hold certainly fits well. I hope she would find comfort in someone.
Your opinion really matters. I will forever respect this!
Violence is never a way to solve anything.
This is a short review/comment so I apologize. But thank you for writing this, I really appreciate it.
Happy Reading, Happy Writing, Happy RevMo, and Happy Poetry!
Love,
CATS

Hello. This poem definitely do has some impact, and i love the repetition throughout the poem. it adds to how raw it is and how honest it is from you! I can tell this poem comes from nice intentions. despite how heavy it is, in a sense there is some lightness that makes it digestible enough to get the reality of it all but also not get distracted by how graphic the death is.

Though... light criticism here, or well just some thoughts here. Despite all the intentions, this absolutely is a political piece, and it's absolutely okay if it is one! You don't have to shy away from disregarding the political nature of this, while this topic touches on politics itself. This man is dead, and that death is political. Not only it is revealing of that we need to address gun laws, but multiple HBCUs have received campus threats and some are currently in lockdown. And his death may only continue embolden political violence, because of him being a symbol of certain political views.

Despite your words, there still remains having an agenda - there's the inherent shame attached to people celebrating his death, and the inherent disregard of their own beliefs as you say they've been masked by "the lies of their sanity" (which also adds to how political it is). That being so inherent to the poem doesn't really let people have a voice on how we should treat and perceive his death - that isn't "neutral" and it's fine if it isn't. In fact, some can say that's good! Not to say if that view point is "wrong", just that saying it isn't "neutral", and its political and that's fine!

For many people, Charlie kirk's beliefs isn't just something to "disagree" to, but it's something to fear and strongly oppose as it contributes and uplifts the systematic oppression of marginalized groups that is being even more reinforced in present times. Despite on how divided the perceptions on his deaths are because of who he symbolized, this should also be an opportunity to address how people can take another one's life so easily. And even if one doesn't mourn him, we should mourn that children had to see that.

I will also take an opportunity and say whether or not we mourn his death or whatever we feel about people who treat his death in a way we oppose, we also should bring more light to the Evergreen High School shooting that took place around the same time Charlie Kirk was shot.

Dear Ippoet,

I want to take a moment to reflect on the complexity of our society—how deeply polarized, fragmented, and detached we’ve become. So much so that even events marked by immense loss and tragedy can be twisted, ridiculed, and reduced to spectacle. It’s painful to witness, and it speaks to something profoundly broken in us.

The recent events in America have been deeply unsettling. It’s heartbreaking to see how quickly some people can dismiss or make light of another person’s death. I won’t pretend that I ever agreed with Charlie Kirk or found myself nodding along to his views. In fact, I often stood in stark opposition to him. But disagreement should never negate a person’s humanity. No one deserves to die violently or suddenly—let alone have that death mocked and ridiculed.

He was someone’s son. Someone’s friend. Someone loved him. And now, they’ve lost someone irreplaceable. Regardless of who he was or what he believed, there should be space for grief, for silence, for respect.

Your poem struck me because it refused to turn away from that reality. It captured the rawness of death—not just as an event, but as a wound left behind in those still living. It reminded me that death is never “just another story,” never something to be laughed at or thrown around for political sport. Every death is a fracture in a family, a gap in a life, a reminder of how fragile this world has become.

We are hurting. And when we lose the ability to mourn—even for those we disagree with—we lose a part of our humanity.

Thank you for writing something so honest, so necessary.