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Writer's pictureKev Crean

X.S.O'B.C. poem.

I spent my youth angry and hateful,

Of the world, the people, the very audacity of existence,

I put so much hate and fear into the world,

I fed the wolves with anyone I could,

The bus plowed crowds under my control,

Year on year,

My hatred grew strong,

My anger unmatched and unchecked,

A monster I was called,

So the very worst I became,

But then the world ended,

Or rather began anew,

I found a light in the dark,

My son,

Every moment I've known him,

I've known nothing but love,

He gave me a gift,

One I never deserved,

I cherish it close,

Tighter than my chest,

I once lived a life,

To make demons shudder,

Now it is changed,

That me is no more,

My son has come and I've found my light,

I hope for you all,

The darkness shall end,

My gift to the world,

Is to undo my hate.

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