Make Him New Poem by Mandee Blair

He is my blood
But there is nothing that I can do
He choose his path
And the time he must do
Visiting him there behind those bars
Leaves many emotional scars
Wanting so much to take him home
The prison is where he must roam
So young without a clue
He fails to see what his actions do
So with that his family remains blue
Rehabilitation is what we pray for
A new him we pray we see when he walks out that door