Category : Poems
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Young boy over there
In your suit so happy and proud
Someone tell him it's not too late to keep his innocence
This is was way before he learned that he was a nigga.
In a time before the world told him that bitches weren't shit.
Back when he would say “ooooooh you said a bad word.”
Around the time he would wanted to be The Rock,
Laying the smacketh down on his pillows and teddy bears.
He didn't seem to care...then.
His mother called him handsome.
His sisters called him their best friend.
His father called him his boy
A title the boy never had value in-
Most of the time, it felt as his original sin.
But what's marital status
And sadness when his mama said he could go outside
And he earned and sustained pride
By how high
He could jump
Or fly
His kite?
Paddle young boy, paddle
Something wicked is coming your way
-its behind you-
And no matter how many times you look over your shoulder, laughing,
As you admire how much far those other boys are trailing behind you,
You will never ever see it.
But Its right there
Behind the street sign that reads “watch for pedestrians.”
But you are far too naive to see it for what it is.
Oh young boy
In your Easter suit
Do you even remember the prayers?
Do you remember all those who said “see you later”
And you never saw again?
Do you remember how much you use to cry
Over the most trivial of matters?
Mama would say everything would be alright
And in that instance you smiled.
You are so precious
And everyone wants your soul.
In more ways then you can vividly imagine.
Young boy in that gray suit
And red tie
Wrinkling your best clothes because you just want to play.
Play, young boy, play
For you and I.
Play as if your life depended upon it.
Play like there is no tomorrow.
Play because in your laughter
It can destroy sorrow.
Play because it makes the clouds part and expose the sun.
Play because there is nothing like it.
Play because one day you will be sick.
Play because one day the world will only be this pure in a snapchat filter.
Hello
Goodbye young boy
