Paroled, Andre Mann erected a carousel in the ghetto. Calliope music. Painted horses. Grinning children escaping reality. Andre’s atonement amid concrete, glass, graffiti, gangs and guns. The past rolls by in a gold trimmed low rider. Windows down. Shots fired. Four bullets in Andre. Single bullets in three children and a mom. Today there is a faded circus mural on a brick wall in front of drug dealers.
by Robert Boaz of St. Charles