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I KNEW A BOY


He went to Arizona
With my adopted son
Waiting days to
Check his ankle
After motor cycling fun
Then he got hooked on oxycodone
Lost his mind forgot to phone home
When in trouble bursting the bubble
Of one so young
He came undone
It's been no fun
Here in my mind
Thinking of his young face that shined
For me before
Now even words won't close the door
To his spirit as I hear it here inside
It doesn't have pain or hide
It's self from me
I let it be
He lost his woman
A car wreck coming
Destroyed it all
Then came the fall
From the tree
Rope around your neck set free
All the pain you were hiding
All the stress you were riding
On like a stallion no one could see
That jumped off a cliff into the free
Now you're flying
While I'm spying
With this mental hell of poetry
Because you were once alive to be
Now, not to be is the question
What it's really like I'm only guessing
That the white light fades to black
Where you can't come back
Mr VanSycle, Mr. Dutch
Mr. Brandon, Mr. Much
Often, I think of you
All the life you never knew
While I cannot fight it
I can write these words about it.


6/12/2015 1430PST cj





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