This poem is a double acrostic. Which
means each sentence starts and ends with a letter. This all together spells out
a word relating to the story. Kind of like a puzzle. I wrote the original
earlier in the year but when I showed to my mother. She said it was a good poem
but it was meaningless. So I deleted it, and all night I searched for a
meaning. And I came up with zero ideas. Until an army commercial came on and
then I knew I had to dedicate this to the troops.
Chris an the bomb
Chris and his Mother cried as he
stepped into the giant metal aircrafT
He landed, terrified and nervous, but
knew that his country and his mom needed him to be tougT
Ready to go, to walk the outskirts, in
the corner of his eye he saw flashing lights and herd this ticking a noisE
In a matter of minutes he sprang into
action, and single handedly saved a whole village by defusing the bomB
Soon the whole world will recognize
his talents, but this village did not yet know of his good deed, and shot him dead
in that ghettO
Amazed he awoke back in his home town,
three months passed and he screamed and hollered for his moM
Never happier she ran in w/ kisses,as he
spoke of his job with a smile she said “dad would be real proud you” then they
both started to soB
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