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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Man Now that im older I catch myself reflecting on the things I do, my father use to do when he’s stressing; once he bit his lip and his eyes twitched,then you were in shit, I saw him shoot the phone out of my moms hand over some gossiping shit,sank a paint brush in his nephew head for asking to have sex in my bed. He shot my uncle in his ass, then brought his way out the bid. He couldn’t sleep at night, he had insomnia from his younger years in drama. He showed me how to be a man despite he use to hit on my momma. He was the only father I knew or wanted to know. I wasn’t even a seed that he planted but he nurtured to grow. He told me “Son it’s a thin line between a friend and a foe and never hold court in the streets if you really aint ready to blow”, “always put your family first; numero uno; cause when worse come to worse they gonna carry your casket, bare your burdens because Marcus only death is certain,” Maybe that’s why I hit the block so hard and always shot first, because I was scared to get scarred and Imma play the hand that they dealt me dad down to its last card. Why does it seem harder to bring forth life then it is to take it? But I got faith like the rappers Jada and Styles that im gonna make it! And I know that I got a temper but I got it from you I use to steal your cigarettes hoping that smoking would make me more like you. But the difference between a boy and a man is his morals and principals its not what you do but how its done that makes a difference. Like its not what you say but how its said that’ll make people listen. See a fulfilled life is when you die and the whole world know you missing. I know it hurt you to your heart that I spent so much of my life in prison, my mistakes, my faults, had nothing to do with you. You and my mom did more than your job; yall didn’t force me to rob. But the streets was my soul and it pump the block through my heart. But I guess destiny had a plan in the help of shaping a man and from Attica to Clinton chose to give destiny a helping hand……Here I am: A man!
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