A young boy walked alone one night
And simply wore a hood
As a villain preyed nearby
Thinking this ain’t good
The young lad fought a fight that he
Should never have been shown
But somehow in our messed-up world
Common sense was thrown
The young boy is in Heaven now
The predator nearby
May never see those pearly gates
Nor God’s grace in the sky
(7-20-2013)
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