Was a man like thy father,
Strong and brave - things thoust shared.
Till one day fate was a cruel bother -
For his death, no man was prepared.
Moved to Bronx thoust family did,
Escaping pain was thy plan.
Spoke farewell to Baltimore and hid.
Made mistakes as thy 'tempted to become a man.
Challenged by the pen which teachers did grade,
Wonder'd what happen'd to her son did Joy.
Took to the streets with Shea and practiced new trade,
Thought would never he be caught, that foolish young boy.
Choices unpunished do not often show -
Caught on did police, and thy life was woe.
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