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Brandon Samuel Poem
What Happens to Fathers Who Just Don’t Care
When They Leave Are They’re Heads Held High in the Air
Do They Laugh and Scoff at Whats Wrong or Right
Does the Guilt Strangle Them Like a Venomous Bite
Do They Hurt or Cry for What They Have Done
Do They Think of the Child That They Have Shunned
Maybe They’re Minds are Led to a Darker Realm
Where Guns and Suicide Take the Helm
If This is the Case Then I Must Digress
Police are Left Cleaning up a Gruesome Mess
What About the Fathers that Return Years Past
Is the Bond Forever Broken like Fragile Glass
Some May Stay Hurt Some May Forgive
Without the Bond of Fathers Some Truly Never Live
For These Poor Souls I Have One Thing To Say
Keep Your Head Held High and Your Anger Astray
Live By Morals In Your Life Take a Chance
Don’t Miss What You Don’t Have By Selfish Circumstance
PEACE
Peaceful Schuy
Copyright © Brandon Samuel | Year Posted 2014
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Brandon Samuel Poem
In a World with Constant Ups and Downs
Family and Friends a Never Ending Struggle
Up and Downs Poison my Mind
Realizing the Truth Life isn’t Kind
A Dominating Reality with Guns and Drugs
No Sympathy from Mothers Only Jailhouse Hugs
Poverty and Disease Murder and Death
Picking up a Pipe Full of Crystal Meth
Compassion and Loathing Love and Hate
Disorderly Politics an Infinite Debate
Escaping the Realm of Reality
Finding Peace and Tranquility
Old Heartache will Sometimes Bring New Love
A bullet to the Head Below or Above
An Unconscious State or a Strange Intuition
Ominous Feelings or Deadly Conditions
Finding Your Small Place in a world with Billions
Problems Range from 1 to Millions
PEACE
Peaceful Schuy
Copyright © Brandon Samuel | Year Posted 2014
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Brandon Samuel Poem
This is a Tale of Winter Horrors of the Night
Icicles and Snow Flurries a Massive Fright
On a Mountain Top Where only the Strong Survive
Trapped in a Cave Where You’ll Meet Your Demise
Reduced to a Child Seeing Their Greatest Fear
More Than Anything, Wanting Sunshine to Appear
An Endless Forest Where Survival Seems Meek
Crying for A Lost Loved One That You Seek
Howling Wind and Ice Makes You Feel Confined
Disaster and Death in the Deep Recesses of Your Mind
Will You Live Another Day or Will You Parish
Now That You’re Alone Life is All That You Cherish
Looking for Food or Water Anything Will Suffice
When You Suddenly See Your Dead Child Trapped Under the Ice
Your Mind becomes Warped Riddled with Horror and Guilt
When Sense and Sensibility begin to Wilt
Dying at Your Own Hands Seems Wrong and Disturbing
In the End Living Without Your Child Was Too Disconcerting
PEACE
Peaceful Schuy
Copyright © Brandon Samuel | Year Posted 2014
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