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An Interview with a Boy on the Streets

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An Interview with a Boy on the Streets

He left home when he was barely thirteen,
Said he got tired of getting beat, by an old man that was down right mean.
Said it might have been different, had he done something wrong,
He said shoot I ain’t perfect, but I know when I don’t belong.

He said momma left when I was just nine,
She said she couldn’t live with a man who wouldn’t choose her over moonshine.
And after that it was hell to pay,
Cause he’d get drunk dang near every day.

So I kind of figured I’d get out while I could,
Cause the life at home sure weren’t no good.
It’s been pretty rough out here, but I’m finally learning my way,
Picking up cans and bottles pretty much makes up my day.

Well I’ve been on my own for a little over three years now,
Don’t know what happened to my old man, don’t really care anyhow.
Went by the house once and it was all boarded up and had police tape draped cross the door,
You can bet I wasn’t going back in there that’s for sure.

Shoot I appreciate the money, what’d ya call this an interview,
Shoot mister there’s a lot of kids out here like me, and this was the only thing they
could do too.

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  1. Date: 12/18/2009 4:02:00 AM
    A great write...reflection of reality... Farah

  1. Date: 12/17/2009 9:42:00 PM
    Sadly, there are many such young people trying to make their own way in the world because of parental abuse and neglect. You have a way of telling the story in "street lingo," Ronald. Very good style for you -- effective, raw and it delivers a hard punch. An excellent write for my favorites. Love, Carolyn