Junius Barnes

Rookie (Roswell, Georgia)

My Blood Is Boiling - Poem by Junius Barnes

My blood is boiling.
My soul is warm.
The kindness in me is almost gone.

My mom is sick she can’t move.
That why I can’t lose.
My soul is boiling what should I do?

My love is gone.
Mankind is not kind it’s evil is cruel.
My blood is boiling that why I’m cruel.
But I have not loss the duel with life.
I have a secret weapon the name is Christ.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 31, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 9, 2011


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