John Brown died in 2019, it's sad and it's true.
If he hadn't died, today he would've turned 52.
We met at Bean Station Elementary School in 1979.
We quickly became friends, he was a buddy of mine.
But during the last few years of his life, he caused a lot of grief.
He didn't want to pay back what he owed and he became a thief.
When my back was turned, he swiped twenty of my pills.
I wish that it was just a bad dream but sadly, it was real.
I didn't know that John would turn to drugs when I was a kid.
Mark my words, if you do drugs, you will die just like he did.
- Author: randyjohnson71 ( Offline)
- Published: September 9th, 2022 13:42
- Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to John Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
Sad and moving. Enjoyed reading this
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