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Best Poems Written by John Brooks

Below are the all-time best John Brooks poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Being a Man

When i grew up,And became a man,I promised I would,Do all i can,To grow and learn,An open mind,To try and love,All mankind,To help and cherish,My Family  and friends,Sometimes A fruitless  task,That may never end,Not to cry,Because I,m a man,To bight my tongue,Whenever I can,To show strength,In every way,Not shirk my tasks,In any day,These things i learn t,As  time went by,But In the end,I wondered why,It doesn't make you,Less a man.To give compassion when you can,To want to cry,when you are sad,And not always be good,We cant help,Being bad,To be a man,Takes lots of things,Not always love,And Diamond rings,But just to be,The best you can,Its in your heart,That you will feel,If what your doing,Is for real,Make each day,A special one,And these will,be remembered when your gone.

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Friends

Northern Ireland In 69,On the firs day,It seemed just fine,On day two,We all awoke,This second day,It was no joke,Outside we came,Onto the  Shankhhill Road,Shields And Batons,Rifles to load,Thousands of people,In an uproar,That was the,First day we sore,How some in Ireland,Were  friends no more,WE stood there,All in rows,As  Missiles and Bricks,Bounced off our toes,The first rank opened,And out we went,Batons ready,In the crowd,We were sent,Soon petrol bombs,Came  at us,Our clothes set alight,But this,Never stopped us,To continue the  fight,Many were  injured,Some did not return,And in my mind,These images still burn,Lets not forget,This terrible time,These were Brothers,Friends of mine,Spare A thought,Not just for those,But the soldiers,Still suffering,Who still live,With these woes,PTSD Is all around,I still jump,At the slightest sound,This weekend  will be,So hard for me,And many Brothers,And sisters will see,The horrors they encountered,They will live again,So spare A thought,For those in pain,

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Kids

Up from the bed 
I slowly rise 
Listen gingerly 
No sound,no cries 
Hands are shaking 
My heart beets fast 
My mind still racing 
Beat him at last 
Slowly backwards 
Don't make a sound 
Get to the door 
Don't turn around 
To the stairs 
I slowly go 
No heavy steps 
Just on tip toe 
The bottom I reach 
Still not a sound 
Into the kitchen 
I,m on safe ground 
Reach for the kettle 
And make a drink 
Then into the chair 
I slowly sink 
At last I,ve done it 
I,ve earned some rest 
No more blackmail 
Or kick in the chest 
Just some peace and quiet 
And a drink or two 
Looking after a baby 
Can be the death of you,
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Respect

In lands afar,And some So near,our soldiers go,Some In fear,They risk there  lives,And senses to,In believe.That it helps you,From conflicts past,To Some so near,They risk there lives,In constant fear,Some don,t  condone,Whats going on,,But they know,It must be done,All they want,Is A peaceful place,And a Truly happy race,So they do,What they must,In hope that,There right,In ones they trust,They do it,Out of loyalty,For Queen and Country,Thats you and me,They don,t pick,Who they fight,Whether its wrong,Or if its right,All they want,Is it to end,And every one,To be there friend,You might say,Why do they fight,whether its wrong,Or is it right,But a soldiers job,Is to serve and protect,And trust in those,That they respect,So I ask you,On this day,To  Honor those,Who went away,Not to judge,Condone or Condemn,Just to realize,They were just Men,Brothers,Sisters,Fathers too,Who believed,That this was for You,,,,,

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Childhood

When we were young 
Our expectations were small 
A second hand bike 
Or maybe A football 
No flights to the sun 
Or a week on A boat 
Just down the canal 
On a plank 
We would float 
No TV,s or videos 
CD,s or cassettes 
Just a radio playing 
And sweet cigarettes 
As we grew 
We would dream of afar 
In place of a bike 
A second hand car 
No more hand me downs 
Or cast off shoes 
No pants with patches 
Or souls that were glued 
Our life now 
Is so different from then 
More things we have 
But I still wish 
I was ten,

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Unemployed

I sit here wondering 
What to say 
My words exhausted 
Throughout the day 
The kids they ask me 
What have I done 
Hows my day gone 
Have I had fun 
To this my reply 
Its always the same 
Been down the dole 
Passed the day in vain 
After working 
All my life to date 
I never thought 
OF this my fate
It makes you think 
What its all been for 
Stuck on the dole 
At forty four 
I used to see them 
Hanging around 
Layabouts,scum 
There's work to be found 
But now I find 
I,m in there place 
Being out of work 
Is no disgrace 
It hurts you when 
You truly know,At my time of life 
No one wants to know,

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Love

Love so deep 
Deep down inside 
My heart like A knife 
Tearing my insides apart 
Feelings you have never known 
They can hurt so much 
Sometimes like being alone 
Every breath 
Is like A breath 
Of fresh air 
Your whole body tingles 
The moment,she draws close 
Oh so near 
Each moment of the day 
You make it last 
Never let it fade away 
Her aroma,her smile 
Her tender touch 
Makes your heart ache 
Oh so much 
This love is like 
No other feelings 
You have felt 
It changes people 
Makes there hearts melt 
A love like this 
Is something to cherish 
When you feel it 
You will never let it perish,