Death with out accomplishments
He was a child with hope and dreams.
From what it seemed.
Years past him by.
Never to chase his reason why.
But, why.
No teachers took him as their student.
No man took him under there wing to show him.
What he became was something totally different but the.
Same all together.
He tooked a job.
Raised his family and died.
They gathered at his funeral.
And proclaimed, he was a good man.
And , that was all he was.
A good man.
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