Thursday, May 30, 2013
Typical Times 39
His mom couldn't beat cancer like he couldn't pass High School
Kept at it like a soldier drinks chemo, but the taste of isolation
Seemed to always get in the way
Had his father knew his own worth,
He would've been the one telling this story
But there's a reason why some boys are men at sixteen
And some men play video games cos they got nothing to say
It be a lie if I told you that suicide was never at the family table
Or that it doesn't cling to a kid's backpack
And forced smiles at the school cafeteria
And it be a shame if I waited for too late
Just to scratch a more profound poem out from my head
His mom couldn't beat cancer like he keeps tryina pass High School
But this year is the year he learns to say words like 'graduate' and 'elevate'
Cos it's not natural for grown men to watch any and all sons slowly kill themselves
It's not natural at all for a boy not to even know how to smile.
From my next book of poems, Throw
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