'I Put The Gun In Your Hand' Poem by Bryan Cobaris

'I Put The Gun In Your Hand'



"I put the gun in your hand"
written by: Bryan Cobaris inspired by: The Holy Spirit

Don't do it young brother! I'm begging you!
Please don't do what you're about to do!
I know I'm the one who put that gun in your hand.
Me and others like me are why you didn't become a man.

It's our fault for leaving your mothers to raise you alone.
We didn't set good examples, or provide you a decent home.
We weren't involved in your education or took time to teach you right from wrong.
We failed to mentor you as your values were developed from the latest song.

We let you join gangs and sell drugs, as long as you stayed out of our way.
But we never thought it would end like this, never thought we'd see this day.
A life of crime, violence, and drugs will only shorten your years.
Your mother will scream in at your funeral with her face drenched in tears.

As men, God holds us accountable, for not doing our part.
We apologize for our share in the breaking of your mother's heart.
We ask that you forgive us and be patient because we are so few.
Now that we take responsibility, and we offer our help……the rest is up to you.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Today's generation of urban youth is suffering from the lack of involvement from previous generations. We have to take our youth back from the streets and proactively end the violence that consumes them.
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