Tue, 10/16/2018 - 14:10 -- hoagi3

Life, like prison or war,
often is worsened by 
Heartbreak and phyical sores.

Everyone experiences this
Many suffer, its true
but what gets me through this time?
Well, that would be you.

You teach me right and wrong
you lead me and guide me along
even when I tire, you sing over me your song.

When I find myself alone,
In circumstances that to many are unknown,
Some do not seem to know right from wrong
I hear you in the back of my head

"Son, this, this is wrong.
Go and lead and be strong."


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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