What Happened To Cody Hahn Poem by David Welch

In recent news I looked upon
a stock picture of Gene Sidelton,
one of Hollywood's greatest producers,
he was found lying in his kitchen,
murdered with great vindication.
A knife was plunged into his eye
and used to stab him twenty times.

It shocked the whole of the biz,
this tragic and senseless loss.
Gene had always wowed the folks,
and brought films in under cost,
an efficient, if challenging, boss.
What could have justified such a wrong?
Said a note as the scene, "Ask Cody Hahn."

This puzzled me most when I heard,
Cody Hahn had been a child star.
He'd had a string of hits back when,
people all said that he'd go far,
but then he groww too fond of bars,
and drugs too, in his late teens,
he'd become a wreck, a shattered dream.

But Cody could not have done the deed,
he'd been dead two years to the day.
He'd gotten drunk and plunged his Porche
right off of the Pacific Highway,
his body washed out into the bay.
But I feared it all tied to what Cody accused
in that infamous, primetime interview.

See when Cody was thirty he had
spoken up about Hollywood molestation,
About pedophiles running the industry,
and the pleasure for him that they'd taken,
a quite serious accusation.
But the town had dismissed it as vanity talk,
no actions were taken, and people walked.

Sidelton had casted Hahn in five films,
so the connection was easy to draw.
But it was entirely circumstantial,
not enough to go on, said the law,
any court case would be fatally flawed.
If somebody was striking in Cody's memory
more of a connection would have to be seen.

It came two weeks later when Bud Biandi,
got his throat slashed in his garage.
He'd directed Cody in four hit films,
and made him part of his entourage,
but complaints against him had been lodged,
that like Sidelton, he could be handsy,
rumor said he made young actors antsy.

And now the media begins to circle,
looking for their next feeding frenzy,
content to ignore the entire affair
when it was notand trending,
they're not looking for happy endings.
They would shed no tears for whoever was next,
this murdered isn't after their necks.

And now on television and ,
a washed-up actor is outpouring,
telling how he once worked with Cody,
and heard stories of touching abhorrent,
it all spills out in a torrent.
All these tales of ancient wrongs,
can they never let bygones be bygone?

These people will never understand
how things work in Hollywood.
They won't understand how things are,
they just cling to old concepts, like ‘good, '
prattling on about 'should-nots' and 'shoulds.'
They just don't see that really living life
means sometimes pushing beyond wrong and right.

Sidelton, Biandi, and I did nothing
particularly unusual on our sets,
And Cody said nothing, in fact I think
he was glad to be part of it,
eager for the roles he would get.
Was it really such a high price to pay,
for him to have such success at a young age?

Besides, who cares so many years on
if stuffy legislators say that it's ‘rape, '
Even if some think we crossed a line,
it does not justify this cruel rampage,
Killing for justice is not the way—
Hold up, I heard something down below,
I think somebody just smashed my window…

What the…Cody? !
How? !I mean you—I though you were—
Wait, no!Hold on!Stop!No, NO—