As a child I was doing real fine
Until I started doing drugs at the age nine
Cigarettes lit and peer pressure rising
As I took a puff, it felt so surprising
I was addicted to it and I couldn't stop
My eyes slowly started floating to the top
My head felt light(pause) I was high
Then my other bad friends came by
They introduced my to another liquor
Then we had a race on who could drink it quicker
The world looked wobbly (pause) I was drunk
Then my breath smelled like a dead skunk
When my dad found out he was mad
Then he told me how the things I did were bad
After he beat me, spanked me, and made me lean
At the age 17, he made me join the Marines
On the first day, I thought it would be hell
I should have thought twice, cuz I did pretty well
In the 60s came the Vietnam War
I was so good, I could kill a group of four
In the past , I messed and was a dunce
But in the Marines, I haven't messed up once
As I finished all my 20 years there
I had so many things that I wanted to share
As I bought myself some food from the store
I noticed that I didn't want drugs any more
If you want to stay away from drugs, then try this
I am the grandfather of Hasani Byas.
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You do a very thorough job introducting your grandfather in this poem and the ways he has shown you that he is resilient. Has he shared with you what strategies he used to overcome his addiction and be such a strong soldier? How is his story of resilience connected to Frederick Douglass' life? Do you feel that this poem honors your grandfather and will make him feel the way you want him to feel when you honor him? Make sure you connect your poem to Frederick Douglass, also. This is a great start! You are a talented poet! Keep writing!
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