Mohammed H
6/11/2012
per.4
Function
My
father has always tried so hard
Cropping
tobacco in the backyard
He
left the country for a better life
Until
the day he could afford a wife
For
twenty five years
He
shed so many tears
Raising
a family
That
is very tough
Living
so happily
Making
sure we have enough
My
father always knew he could
Now
I’m the man in this hood
To
live out the dreams he never had
And
this my friend makes me glad
I
will go further throughout my life
Go
through it like a sharp knife
Cut
through every fear
Grab
my gear, and have faith in God
Because
the end is near.
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