Michael And Mark

Michael And Mark long poem

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Well these two darlin’ boys of 4 and 6
Were so full of life and as close as two
Brothers could be…Michael and Mark
Of Athens, TN had their fun in the sun
And played their games as most children
Do but one stormy night the dream of
Two small caskets awake Granny Lou
And it wasn’t long before then prophecy
Came true…their father came to pick
Them up for the weekend right on time
And everything seemed to be fine as they
Headed up to that cabin in the Blue Ridge
Mountains but as darkness fell that night
A demon must have took hold of him as he
Gripped the barrel of a gun and ended
Their sweet little lives…well God only knows
What went on there for the dead can’t speak
For themselves but an eye for an eye and a
Tooth for a tooth he shot and killed himself
Farewell to bad rubbish but we’ll always miss
Michael and Mark just very much but
We know they’re safe in the arms of the Lord
Now these two darlin’ brothers so beloved!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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