The Other Wes Moore:
A filthy that from which we speak
Impolite was this Wes
He spoke the language of the street
Thy's slang was at its best
His family hath tried to keep them safe
His friends were all good boys
To outsiders, quick to taketh a blade
West felt this gaveth him joy
For he hath a short temper
And must always beest respect
Wes is not prepared to enter
A world where his actions he will regret
Though the man's absence was never bothered
I'll 80 pounds of Wes is a reflection of his father
Wes Moore the author:
He speaketh like a man from a university
This Wes Moore from Brooklyn
When talking about his great adversity
He describes all the ills that befell him
When one hears of his pros
"Tis like music to thine ear
Much as if he knows
A learned man is near
Secure by the protection
By his mother of him
Dismayed by the detection
That with friends he cannot fit in
Wes Moore the author shall ever be,
One's bookish appearance for all to see
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