He left our school to
go work a farm down
in Carolina
just like his papa
But drink and drugs grew
two rebel arms that
took his young life so
unlike his father
He started well
but couldn’t finish
It’s ending well
that makes a winner
I made the team but
I couldn’t function
in front of crowds un-
like all the others
So, I tried humor
and I was funny
Then acted foolish
and it got ugly
I started well
but couldn’t finish
It’s ending well
that makes a winner
We started well
but couldn’t finish
It’s ending well
that makes a winner
R.I.P., rip
We might need help
if we are sinners
A dried-up well
can’t yield the infinite
The patient will
give free forgiveness
remaining to
achieve the victory
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