Archie Lee Chambers, Jr.
March 27, 1992 - April 21, 2012


One Red Rose

by Anthanette Marshbanks, Rex Horan, and Sara Lee


Archie was an unarmed black man, no conviction. I was served injustice. Archie, we were denied our lifetime journey together but no-one can steal our 20 years of precious memories. I will forever cherish those moments.

I only deal with the truth,
You didn’t know my son, he was a servant,
Why was no one talking? Why was no one listening? Where is justice?

Archie was a joker,
Guaranteed to make the whole room laugh,
I used to see him,
Like a little sergeant called to arms,
He said, ‘mama,
I’m gonna make you proud of me the most’,
And every birthday,
He sent me one red rose.

Archie always gave me one red rose for birthdays, valentines days and mothers days. Archie went to his senior prom and brought me back one red rose. Archie, your words are etched into my soul, ‘mommy, I will love you always, mommy, live your life to the fullest. Archie, mommy loves you and forever missing you.

I only deal with the truth,
You didn’t know my son, he was a servant,
Why was no one talking? Why was no one listening? Where is justice?

Archie was a victim,
Police brutality stole him from me,
And though they took him,
They cannot steal my memories, they are strong,
So I’m his voice now,
A voice that’s shouting, screaming to be heard,
I have no choice now,
My weapons are my words.

Archie, mommy carries you in her heart, wherever I go. My heart is broken into a million pieces. I will never be the same, my life has changed forever. Archie, you’re forever loved and missed. Archie’s last word to me was ‘bye’. Just one red rose will do.

I only deal with the truth,
You didn’t know my son, he was a servant,
Why was no one talking? Why was no one listening? Where is justice?
Why is no one listening? Where is justice?