That Boy.

That Boy.

A Poem by E.j.aka.Hannah
"

Somethin of a song...Interpret how you will.

"

She said, 'Son'

While you were sleepin, I

was in the kitchen readin, I

noticed a letter

of the foulest kind.

 

She said, 'I wanted

to see the man in your heart, I

wanted to be free of the man, I

wanted to kill the man youde be.

 

He said, 'Momma,

I love you truly but, I

need to know what your sayin, I

cant be in the dark no more.

 

And with a smile she turned to him,

A smile evil on her face,

'You daddies dead, my lil boy.

Died in the war in 73.

 

That boys cryin,

tonight. That boys,

speakin, to a dirty crowd,

That boy, hes still alive today.

 

The momma sits alone in the kitchen,

Smilin still warm on her face, she

loves to spin lies, she

wants the life to die, she

wants the smiles to cry.

 

He refuses to believe it, he

walks to his momma, he

asks kindly,

'momma, tell me again.'

 

'Yeah my boy', she

speaks quietly to her own,

'he died roughly, hope you know'

 

That boys cryin,

Tonight. That boys,

speakin, to a dirty crowd,

That boy, hes still alive today,

and that boy,

That boys caged.

 

Well that boy was a fighter,

He is to this day,

And that boys a hungry one,

For the truth paved the way,

So that boy ran, far far away,

Away from his momma, and all the pain flew away.

 

Tonight,

That boys cryin,

Tonight. That boys,

dyin, tonight, that boys sighin,

That boy, hes still alive today,

and that boy,

That boys a lion in his cage.

 

 

 

© 2009 E.j.aka.Hannah


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E.j.aka.Hannah
E.j.aka.Hannah

Chipley, FL



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Name:EJ Occupation: Artist & Wandering Soul Info: Im quiet, funny, independant, loyal, & honest. Nothing else is needed to be said. more..

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