It would have been his birthday
If not taken before his time
Cut down way too early
Before he reached his prime
The allure of the party lifestyle
Conquers many souls
Left unchecked for too long
Lets them spin out of control
I lost touch with many people
When my life took a new turn
Always thinking that someday
I was likely to return
He reached out to me online
Just before he met his end
If only there was more time
To regain my long lost friend
I only hope he’s found peace
While he now forever rests
I’m finding ways cope with life
And pass its many tests
Rip James, the 'hip-hop artist from St. Louis'? I never heard of him. Was he a friend? Nice rhyming. : ) bri
I like it. 'I'm finding ways cope with life' ....'to' cope? aha! i make 'typos' as well. And I live near Greenville SC, AND what you say about yourself and poetry sounds like me. bri : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
5 stars. IS THIS a TRUE story? Really? From what and to where did YOUR 'turn' take you? bri : )