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Array ( [sid] => 121271 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => STREET SCHOLAR [time] => 2006-06-04 15:33:06 [hometext] => THIS POEM IS ABOUT A YOUNG KID BECOMING A PRODUCT OF THE STREETS [bodytext] => KINDERGARTEN {A} GRADE SCHOOL{A} HIGH SCHOOL SON DIDN'T FINISH
THE FAST LIFE SON FAVORED SOON AFTER HIS NEED FOR SCHOOL SLOWLY DIMINISHED

BASKETBALL COURTS FOOTBALL FIELDS THE DAILY PURSUANCE OF TEENAGE GIRLS
ONCE THESE THINGS WAS SON'S FAVORITE PAST-TIME NOW HE'S BEEN OPEN TO A DIFFERENT WORLD

SON'S FATHER WAS ABSENT FROM HIS LIFE HIS MOTHER WAS RAISING HIM ON HER OWN
SHE THOUGHT SHE WOULD BE THE PERFECT ROLE MODEL PROVIDING SON A SAFE AND HAPPY HOME

SON WOULD SIT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD BARBERSHOP ON THE WEEKENDS
LISTENING TO THE OLD-HEADS TALK ABOUT THEIR LUXURIES AND THE MONEY THEY SPEND

AS USUAL SON'S HEAD BURIED IN A NOVEL OR A READING OF CURRENT EVENTS
SOON SOMEONE WOULD WALK UP TO SON A MAN WITHOUT NO RECOMPENSE

HE ASKED SON IF NEEDED A JOB HE COULD SEE SON HAD MUCH LOYALTY
THE MAN SAYS HE'S BEEN WATCHING SON'S COMINGS AND GOINGS AND SON SEEMS TO HAVE THE SAME ROUTINE

SON YOU'RE NEVER DRIFTING OFF TO DO SOMETHING NEW AND MAINTAINING A QUIET DEMEANOR
I'LL TAKE YOU TO A GAME OR MAYBE WE COULD DRIVE TO ATLANTIC CITY TO SEE MY FAVORITE BOXER

SON IT'S MY WAY OF SHOWING YOU THE WONDERS THAT YOUR YOUNG LIFE NEED TO ENJOY
YOU CAN'T MAKE ANY MONEY BEING A LOUSY LITTLE NEWSPAPER BOY

SON I HAVE SOMETHING NEW FOR YOU TO EXPLORE IT'LL PUT LOTS OF MONEY IN YOUR POCKETS AND EARN YOU LOTS OF RESPECT
DRUGS IS THE GAME AND A WEAPON I'LL SUPPLY AND TEACH YOU ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW I'M THE TOP MAN AND THE VERY BEST

SON SAID YES TO THIS THE STREET IS NOT STINGY WHEN IT COMES TO MAKING DOLLARS
YOU'LL RULE THESE CORNERS WITH YOUR ABILITIES AND HAVE TO QUIT SCHOOL TO BECOME A STREET SCHOLAR

SON AGREED TO THE OFFER AND LATER AROSE ABOVE HIS EMPLOYER
HE FELT SON WAS BECOMING TOO BIG-HEADED AND A BIT TOO COARSER

HE SOON PUT A CONTRACT ON SON'S LIFE BUT SON ENTOURAGE WAS TOO FORCEFUL
SON DID SUSTAIN AT ONE POINT MINOR BULLET WOUNDS AND THAT ONLY MADE HIM MORE COASTAL

NOW WITH THE AUTHORITIES ON SON'S HEELS SON WAS TRYING TO PLAY IT LOW
SON WENT INTO HIDING TRYING TO ESCAPE TIME FROM BEING GHETTO HERO

SOON AFTER THE CLOCK STOPPED TICKING ON SON'S FREEDOM AND FUTURE ENDEAVORS
THE BAILIFFS WOULD BE CARRYING SON AWAY TO MEET HIS FELLOW JAILERS

SON WOULD ENDURE FIFTEEN YEARS OF MENTAL ANQUISH AND STRIFE
THE STREETS TAUGHT HIM A LOT BUT NOT THE OTHER SIDE OF WILDLIFE

BARBED WIRES AND THICK COLD BARS WILL BE SON'S UNSAFE HAVEN
LOOKING FORWARD TO HIS MOTHER'S VISITS HER HEART GREATLY HURTING

SON WATCHES HOW HIS MOTHER WEEPS HE'S OVERCOMED WITH SHAME
HE DIDN'T REALIZED HOW MUCH HE HURT HIS LOVED ONES AND ON HIS ABSENT FATHER HE PLACED THE BLAME

SON WILL HAVE A LOT OF PAST-TIME TO THINK AND COLLECT THE THOUGHTS IN HIS MIND
BECAUSE AFTER ALL HIS MOTHER'S LOVE AND DISCIPLINE CANNOT COMPARE TO SON'S DOING HARD TIME

SON IS PAYING THE PRICE OF BEING RELENTLESS AND NOT STAYING A SCHOOL SCHOLAR
INSTEAD SON WANTED THE TASTE OF THE FAST LIFE AND BECAME A STREET SCHOLAR [comments] => 3 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 21 [informant] => BRONZEN [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
STREET SCHOLAR

Contributed by BRONZEN on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 03:33:06 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



KINDERGARTEN {A} GRADE SCHOOL{A} HIGH SCHOOL SON DIDN'T FINISH
THE FAST LIFE SON FAVORED SOON AFTER HIS NEED FOR SCHOOL SLOWLY DIMINISHED

BASKETBALL COURTS FOOTBALL FIELDS THE DAILY PURSUANCE OF TEENAGE GIRLS
ONCE THESE THINGS WAS SON'S FAVORITE PAST-TIME NOW HE'S BEEN OPEN TO A DIFFERENT WORLD

SON'S FATHER WAS ABSENT FROM HIS LIFE HIS MOTHER WAS RAISING HIM ON HER OWN
SHE THOUGHT SHE WOULD BE THE PERFECT ROLE MODEL PROVIDING SON A SAFE AND HAPPY HOME

SON WOULD SIT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD BARBERSHOP ON THE WEEKENDS
LISTENING TO THE OLD-HEADS TALK ABOUT THEIR LUXURIES AND THE MONEY THEY SPEND

AS USUAL SON'S HEAD BURIED IN A NOVEL OR A READING OF CURRENT EVENTS
SOON SOMEONE WOULD WALK UP TO SON A MAN WITHOUT NO RECOMPENSE

HE ASKED SON IF NEEDED A JOB HE COULD SEE SON HAD MUCH LOYALTY
THE MAN SAYS HE'S BEEN WATCHING SON'S COMINGS AND GOINGS AND SON SEEMS TO HAVE THE SAME ROUTINE

SON YOU'RE NEVER DRIFTING OFF TO DO SOMETHING NEW AND MAINTAINING A QUIET DEMEANOR
I'LL TAKE YOU TO A GAME OR MAYBE WE COULD DRIVE TO ATLANTIC CITY TO SEE MY FAVORITE BOXER

SON IT'S MY WAY OF SHOWING YOU THE WONDERS THAT YOUR YOUNG LIFE NEED TO ENJOY
YOU CAN'T MAKE ANY MONEY BEING A LOUSY LITTLE NEWSPAPER BOY

SON I HAVE SOMETHING NEW FOR YOU TO EXPLORE IT'LL PUT LOTS OF MONEY IN YOUR POCKETS AND EARN YOU LOTS OF RESPECT
DRUGS IS THE GAME AND A WEAPON I'LL SUPPLY AND TEACH YOU ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW I'M THE TOP MAN AND THE VERY BEST

SON SAID YES TO THIS THE STREET IS NOT STINGY WHEN IT COMES TO MAKING DOLLARS
YOU'LL RULE THESE CORNERS WITH YOUR ABILITIES AND HAVE TO QUIT SCHOOL TO BECOME A STREET SCHOLAR

SON AGREED TO THE OFFER AND LATER AROSE ABOVE HIS EMPLOYER
HE FELT SON WAS BECOMING TOO BIG-HEADED AND A BIT TOO COARSER

HE SOON PUT A CONTRACT ON SON'S LIFE BUT SON ENTOURAGE WAS TOO FORCEFUL
SON DID SUSTAIN AT ONE POINT MINOR BULLET WOUNDS AND THAT ONLY MADE HIM MORE COASTAL

NOW WITH THE AUTHORITIES ON SON'S HEELS SON WAS TRYING TO PLAY IT LOW
SON WENT INTO HIDING TRYING TO ESCAPE TIME FROM BEING GHETTO HERO

SOON AFTER THE CLOCK STOPPED TICKING ON SON'S FREEDOM AND FUTURE ENDEAVORS
THE BAILIFFS WOULD BE CARRYING SON AWAY TO MEET HIS FELLOW JAILERS

SON WOULD ENDURE FIFTEEN YEARS OF MENTAL ANQUISH AND STRIFE
THE STREETS TAUGHT HIM A LOT BUT NOT THE OTHER SIDE OF WILDLIFE

BARBED WIRES AND THICK COLD BARS WILL BE SON'S UNSAFE HAVEN
LOOKING FORWARD TO HIS MOTHER'S VISITS HER HEART GREATLY HURTING

SON WATCHES HOW HIS MOTHER WEEPS HE'S OVERCOMED WITH SHAME
HE DIDN'T REALIZED HOW MUCH HE HURT HIS LOVED ONES AND ON HIS ABSENT FATHER HE PLACED THE BLAME

SON WILL HAVE A LOT OF PAST-TIME TO THINK AND COLLECT THE THOUGHTS IN HIS MIND
BECAUSE AFTER ALL HIS MOTHER'S LOVE AND DISCIPLINE CANNOT COMPARE TO SON'S DOING HARD TIME

SON IS PAYING THE PRICE OF BEING RELENTLESS AND NOT STAYING A SCHOOL SCHOLAR
INSTEAD SON WANTED THE TASTE OF THE FAST LIFE AND BECAME A STREET SCHOLAR




Copyright © BRONZEN ... [ 2006-06-04 15:33:06]
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Re: STREET SCHOLAR (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 09:31:09 PM AEST
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This poem carries a lot of impact that's all i can say on the subject. Very compelling write.
nice job.


Ben


Re: STREET SCHOLAR (User Rating: 1 )
by KarlaMarie on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 11:21:21 PM AEST
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The poem was good but I didnt like how it was in CAPS for the whole thing. I truly feel when you do that you lose alot of the poems power as caps should be used to highlight important parts - but the theme was powerful nevertheless.

KarlaMarie


Re: STREET SCHOLAR (User Rating: 1 )
by Shmokin on Tuesday, 6th June 2006 @ 09:38:31 PM AEST
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must agree with Karla, presentation detracted from the poems content, good write :-)




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