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I sit here crying
Witnessed death at firsthand
And all of your questions
Are more than I can stand.
You want me informed
But I already know
These lessons you teach
You’ve got nothing to show.
You don’t have the knowledge
Though you act like you do.
Like these books you’ve learned from
I don’t learn the same as you.
Learn better from seeing
Although its way much more pain
You know it’s hard for me
Have you no shame?
Look in my eyes
Feel the pain that I feel
You know I won’t lie
I watched him die
Hoping that his blood would congeal.
Have you seen what I’ve seen?
Have you learned the way I’ve learned?
Have you watched someone close to you
Fade away as your heart burns?
Have you witnessed a tragedy
Not allowed to forget?
I’ll tell you something honestly
I’d love to forget.
I try hard, I do.
Each day’s hard to make it through.
I spent years watching him
Whither away, no complaint.
Sure it makes a great story
But the memory I hate.
So think long and hard
On this poem written about you.
I watched someone close to me die.
The question is, Have you?