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The rain
Outside of a tube station ,
he sits in the rain with a plastic cup
Some days hes down, some days hes up
A victim of circumstances ,raised by a drunk ,with a hundred romances
Abused physically and mentally once or twice almost fatally,
Left to fend for no 1
Till adult hood from very young
Learned ,to hussle ,learned to steal ,learned to fight,learned to kill
Bruised and battered was just a Tuesday to him.
He tried the schemes ,the counsellors saught to inject him into
But before too long it was something else that he was injecting,
Numbing the pain was all he had ,
Untill one day ,found close to death
Of all life he was Bereft,
Awoken in a hospital bed ,when something clicked inside his head.
A plan, a dream, the coma forced
An idea so clear , an objective course ,
Weeks past by ,and visits none
Discharged from there ,and 5 years gone
He leaves his wife and sleeping son ,to work he goes ,
From tube station, and there he sees ,a young man ,who sits in the rain with a plastic cup.
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