He was a stellar student in high school.
He had a bright future,
a rising star, everyone said.
He became the Class Valedictorian,
straight A’s all the way.
He went to a prestigious university,
aced all his studies in his
freshman and sophomore years.
But became radicalized
in his junior year and joined
an anti-American left wing group.
Tried to bomb a police station,
got caught and shot and
mortally wounded.
Died in the ambulance
on the way to the ER,
a rising star burned out
and dead
in the dark night
of his misguided,
radicalized life.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
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79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional.
I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more.
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