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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required His mother left him as an infant Only one place that he could go Into the arms of proxy keepers From foster home to foster home He always got along with others It always felt like family But just as soon as he found brothers A car pulled in and they would leave He had one memory with his mother Rocked back and forth in track marked arms She said your better off without me I'll pray you never come to harm Time went by fast, the seasons passed him Inside the carousel of care And when he turned eighteen they gave him A welfare check and one way fare He found a job as a custodian Inside a local boxing gym But soon his cleaning days were over When their best coach set eyes on him He had a spark somewhere inside him That made him stronger then the next Became an outright scrap machine And his opponents were perplexed The world didn't pay him any favours But toe to toe he won respect He started cashing in the thousands For every fight another cheque He hired a lone investigator To find his mom some way somewhere And when he learned where she was living Got in his car and drove right there He said it cannot be this dump And put his car right back in drive But just before he hit the pedal He heard a woman scream inside Ran like a demon, kicked the door down Met by the voice of some big goon Who said, Whats wrong now? You a customer? Did one of my whores steal from you? He gave the gold strewn pimp a warning And said I'm going to count to ten If you don't want to go to sleep Give me my mother Evelyn When she was safely in his Beamer He took her to his downtown flat He said I know your life is awful My mission is to change all that And when withdrawals came with cravings She cried inside one of his hugs She said, lord help me, I abandoned This angel sent here from above That angel left wrapped in a towel Placed with a note inside a crate Had cried for her, not for his own self The one that he had come to save
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