Genre: death, family, love, inspirational, sad.
by Stephen McBride
Hanging round the streets,
In trouble with the police,
In and out of the courtroom,
His mum just wanted peace,
Dad can you help me he cries,
But nobody ever replies.
20 years on from this tragic day,
Sat in his cell room,
Having to pay.
Dad, please, need you more than ever.
Waiting and waiting but never,
He writes this poem, feeling like he’s won.
He hears a voice whisper,
I’m proud of you son.
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