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Innocent

Contributed by Hooligan785 on Sunday, 26th September 2010 @ 03:09:32 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



He was just a little child
So innocent and sweet
His mother used to play with him by tickling his little feet
His father was'nt there, he was addicted to the grind
and probably didn't care because he was always doing time
But that child was very smart, he took in every thing he saw
He looked up to the older guys
Who were always in trouble with the law......
A few years down the road that little child was getting older
He was still pretty innocent......
But his heart was getting colder
Crooks had stories to tell
and he heard every thing they said
They even showed him how to act,
It kept his curiosity fed
They showed him how to fight and represent his side of town
The other side had they're clique too
So everybody held it down......
A few years down the road he went and made himself a name
His innocence was gone....
And he would never be the same
The police locked him up, but to him it was a joke
He laughed about his crimes
behind that marijuana smoke..........
And as all this time went by...His mother cried herself to sleep
because all she could remember is when her child was so sweet........
Then one night that boy got drunk
and hit the streets to put in work
He saw a rival all alone
pulled his heat and let it jerk.....
A body hit the ground
at the same time his mom was praying...
That boy was placed in cuffs and arrested for that slaying....
He was just a little child
so innocent and sweet
His mother used to play with him by tickling his little feet
A terrible defeat....
If only she would have seen a vision
That one day her smiling child....
Would see the inside of a prison...................................................




Copyright © Hooligan785 ... [ 2010-09-26 03:09:32]
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Re: Innocent (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 26th September 2010 @ 03:24:18 AM AEST
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This write is heart wrenching but unfortunately happens every day. It's a shame that so many young ones have lost there way.
Good work.
blessings,
emy


Re: Innocent (User Rating: 1 )
by suzyo on Sunday, 26th September 2010 @ 04:38:20 AM AEST
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I love this. If it was written about you, then please know that nomatter where you are, everyone was put here for a purpose. Maybe telling your stories is your purpose. That, and helping others know that just one person giving damn can make the difference.




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