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They Boys by Judah 1

They boys They play fight and slap box Use foul language and push boundaries Tell mama jokes

Get defensive when they go too far Them boys they often go too far

Trying to prove themselves As men that they aren't yet Sex self educated Single parent raised

They boys Often on the same wrong road as their brothers Mothers cry for them

They boys far from home and freedom Freedom got them detained No one restrained them boys So they are here Teaching me about the hood We escaped from

I gave my mother something extra On mothers day In memory of these boys I teach Trying to reach and extract them Their mentality reaches my tear ducts Faces feature in my prayers

They just boys like I was once I hope they become better men than I am now Teaching poetry is often halted When I question Why are you here? How long? How does this feel?

Bars can't hold their dreams I give paper Teach them how to write Others how to spell simple words No, "girl" is spelled with an "I" not a "u"

Some too gangster to ask Or write emotions So they draw I wonder if they draw what they hear If that is the case I hope they are listening I got a story to tell Not just a lesson to teach.

Not a preacher but this is spiritual Parables Divinity in hood abstracts Them boys asked me to write about them I didn't know where to start Now I don't know where to end

See I teach poetry in a detention camp for boys Twice a week I see them Happy to see them smiling at least when I come Saddened I see them smiling Hear them joking About doing the same thing That got them boys here When they get out

Really just saddened I see them at all Bars are not the place For boys or animals I never go to the zoo anymore One of the boys said they are animals I refuted him Saddened that i even had to

I leave them tired cause I care more Wish we had more time Wish they had no time They boys.