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[sid] => 99682
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A Real Life Tragedy
[time] => 2005-06-30 05:53:48
[hometext] => Please comment on my poem and let me know what you think.
[bodytext] => His mother kneels beside him Devastation in her eyes She begins to cradle her baby boy’s head As he lets out painful cries There is blood on the ground everywhere The sirens squealing loud As she raises up her head There starts to form a crowd Her son just stares right in her eyes His lips start turning blue His last words come out so shaken But he starts with “I Love You� “I can feel the bullet in my chest mom� “It hurts so bad� he cries “I am so sorry mom� he says “But please don’t let me die� “I should have been good and listened to you mom� “You said that these gangs were all bad� “And I know I’ve upset you a thousand times mom,� “I’m sorry if I made you mad� I don’t know why they shot me mom� “I thought they were my friends� “I only ran some drugs for them mom� “And now my life is gonna end� “I must have been so stupid mom� “To think that being 13 made me all grown� “I just wanted to let you know mom� “You raised me so well on your own� Her tears fall hard as they roll from her eyes And she struggles with what to say “Hush my baby don’t cry anymore� “Everything will be okay� “But everything’s turning grey to me mom� “I’m finding it real hard to see� “I just want to say thank you to you mom� “That you’re staying here with me� His mother just stays there looking back at him As her worst fears are realized Her baby boy of just 13 years Is not going to survive “You’ll be okay my baby boy� “Don’t worry about your sight� “The doctors will fix you up good baby boy� You’re going to be alright� Her baby reaches and touches her face And then grabs a hold of her hand She can feel that her baby is sipping away It’s to hard to understand� She can see the frightened look on his face But doesn’t know what to do How can she possibly make him feel safe? When her worse fears are all coming true She kisses his forehead, tears roll off her cheeks And he says� Please mommy don’t cry� “I’m sorry for being so bad to you mom� “And I think mom that I’m gonna die� “God Take me instead� She pleads in her thoughts “You can’t take him away� “He has an entire life left to live� “Don’t send him to his grave� “I love you my baby and I always will� She replies being strong although sad “Having you has bought me so much joy� “And know you’re a good boy not bad� His grip on her had starts to become week As her baby takes his last breath With his last emotion he smiles at her She smiles back trying her best She still remains cradling her babies head As she uncontrollably cries Still praying to god to bring her baby back To give life back to him where he lies There is still blood all over the ground everywhere The sirens have stopped squealing loud Slowly she decides to raises up her head And starts screaming to the entire crowd “Look at what they have done to my boy� “Just look at what they have did� “They have ripped his whole future away from my boy� “This could happen to one of your kids� As she stands and looks around the crowd Not one person has a dry eye Her heart remains in 1000 pieces And she wishes that she could die Some months have passed since that tragic day And she remains broken no doubt When she was asked of the highlight of their time together In a weird way her answer came out “It wasn’t his birth or first time he talked� “And he knew I loved him� she replies “As a mother the highlight of my life was knowing “I was last thing he saw in his eyes" [comments] => 4 [counter] => 206 [topic] => 60 [informant] => Shorty_88 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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