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His Eyes Said It All

There was once a small child,
Like one we all know
From around the neighborhood
With a mom who's an addict
And a father, nowhere to be found

His father did leave,
Dressed for that big party in the sky
With an open wound left on his heart
And his baggage, left to be tattered
And weathered in the years to come

He was twenty when he was five
His world was turned upside down
His innocence stripped away like newspaper
His heart ripped out and his stomach pitted
For his eyes said it all.

And the years did come, in fact
A career made of distribution,
Better yet an enterprise
Narcotics, women, sex and fame
Life in Chicago was all the same

He learned to fight by the ones who'd beat him
He learned to curse by the adults who'd scold him
He learned to steal from the ones who loved him
And he had a reason for everything,
As if searching for something that wasn't there

He found love in war and destruction
He found peace in death and despair
He found passion in excess and addiction
He found everything but what his innocence was lost through
And you knew, for his eyes said it all.

By now, he had it all
3 piece suits and Italian leather
Slight wrinkles in his worn skin
Bulgy eyes, tinted yellow with jaundice
And a sinister smile made of gold

His money was endless
And his wives were plentiful
His son's bastards along with their sisters
His memories shift to the last night
As he arrived to the gate with the large villa

His mentor inside, old and shaky
As they drank and laughed with shared stories
Of murder some forty years prior
And in that instant, the boy's gun was drawn
For what he was searching for, his eyes said it all.

poem by Adrian Menoover13 Nieves
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