21 Years Ago

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    21 Years Ago

     21 years ago I had a son now there is none. I remember the pain excuesuating pain not like I ever felt before until now. This pain unbarible felted like your insides have been pulled from there walls. This my friend is never ending pain cause this my friend is the lost of a son.

    Taken away at such a young age. Not even in his prime, just starting to mature. Just feeling the taste of manhood. Never will he know the laughter of his child, the smile of an old lady(his mother) everlasting love of a woman(his wife). Never to feel the swing of life(it's ups and downs) cause now he's gone 21 years ago I had a son.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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