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A Poem by Jon Cooper
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Probably reads different than it would sound to music.

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In a city
Where apartments house dealers
And teenage boys creep
Through windows to kill
A house
A home
Where money is tight
And the boy is alone

There was always food on the table
And clothes on his back
He always had what he needed
But didn’t know who to be
With a father - a preacher
And a mother - who cried
Every day he fought
Every night he died

Cried out to God
“Tell me who I should be!
What you want
What you need
Whatever you ask of me!”

Confused and abandoned
By so many he used to trust
So many broken promises
Now written in the dust

Just a boy
No name
He doesn’t even know
Who he is

Now he’s a man
But still doesn’t
Know who he is
At least he’s got faith
And a will to forgive

He may struggle through life
But with loved ones by his side
To every day remind him:
It will all be fine

© 2009 Jon Cooper


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Jon Cooper
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This is okay.
But I want to know if it's rock, rap, etc. ?

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on September 28, 2009

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Jon Cooper
Jon Cooper

Winchester, VA



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I hate the world. I love art. I write nearly everything (except thoughts, which I write as they happen) under insomnia's rule. Nothing I write during the day contends with my sleep deprived work. My.. more..

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