The Boy In My Class Poem by jennifer marcelino

As the boy in my class
fell a sleep.
He started to dream.


He was in the corner selling drugs.
Wanted to be a life time thug.
Hanging around with his friends.
Thinking his life wouldn't end.

He thought nothing can hurt him.
He was so smart.
He didnt take things to the heart.

He started getting girls pregnant
at the age of 15.
32 babies and and his life has come to an end.
That's what it seems.

'beep' goes his cell as it woke him up.
Opend his math book, and never gaved up.

Worked to reach his goals.
and chased every book.
On the stage with his diploma he stood.

His mom was happy and so was his dad.
After that dream he didn't do anything bad.
He didn't want to be dead.And he apologized
for doing the bad things that he did and said.

If this boy learned a lesson, then do the same.
Live your life and dont complain!