Emotional plea by shooting victim’s mother ‘His children will never see their father again. They will forever have the memory of seeing him shot down like an animal in their hearts and their minds’
Shelley Walker, the heartbroken mother of murder victim Kimwandae Walker, yesterday made a heartfelt public appeal in hopes of bringing his killers to justice.Mr Walker was shot dead in front of his nine-year-old son and four-year-old daughter as they flew kites together on Good Friday on a crowded school field.
This is the full text of Ms Walker's appeal:
“On Good Friday
2010, my whole world went dark. While I was at home preparing fish cakes for my son to collect, he was at Victor Scott school field; a public place, a place where families have for generations gathered to celebrate this most holy day.
One moment he was frolicking with his children, teaching them to fly kites and generally enjoying his time with them. The next moment he was running for his life as he was being chased by persons with a gun, determined to end his life and this they did, while his children watched in horror.
I have searched my mind and my heart and I cannot think of anything not anything that anyone could do to deserve this. I carried him, I nurtured him, I laughed with him, I cried with him. I gave him life. And in one hateful moment they took it all away.
Words cannot describe the devastation and pain that a mother feels when her child leaves this world before her. It is nothing that you can do to prepare for such a thing. It goes against the natural order of things. You are left with a void so large and so deep that nothing can fill it. His children will never see their father again. They will forever have the memory of seeing him shot down like an animal in their hearts and their minds. To see the pain on their faces breaks what's left of my heart.
I can't see what killing my son has accomplished besides bringing pain to everyone who knew and loved him. I can honestly tell you that it is only by the grace of God that I am standing here today.
My question is ‘where does this end?' How long before we say ‘enough, is enough. This has got to stop.' As a community, we have to come together. We have to talk. We have to be our brother's keeper.
In Bermuda this so-called ‘not snitching' has taken on a life of its own. It has infiltrated our lives and has become the norm. There is someone, somewhere, who knows who killed my son. Please speak up. You don't have to identify yourself in these times that we are living in we don't expect you to.
Speak up for all the mothers who have lost their sons to gun violence. Speak up for all the children who are left without fathers. Speak up for all the sisters and brothers and aunties and uncles who have lost someone dear to them. Speak up for all the families who are still reeling from this devastation. If this can happen to me, then surely you must know that it could as easily happen to you.
Let's take a step today to end the gun violence right here and right now. Speak up, just because it's the right thing to do.
As I leave you, and as we go about our lives from day to day, I pray that God protects us and guides us as we try to heal as a community and as a people.
May God bless you all.”