Poetry Corner

Be my hero, my knight in shinning armour my King,

Be my hero, my knight in shinning armour my King,
The one who is worth dying for, be the one that kneels when everyone else is to conceited to bow, be the one who stands out in a crowd be, all that you want to be, Mature and strong who knows where he stands and he belongs, be
The worker, the husband, the brother, be genuine and not undercover, be smart and quit that drinking, stop messing around, stop the smoking and be,
Pull up your pants, shine those shoes and be,
Smile, drop the cussing and be, stop the fighting and be, more than they said you’d be,
For you are somebody, yes a Sir, Mr., a gentleman and not a thug,
You are important, not a foot rug, so arise young man and be
Free.
Written by Laurna Guiste

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