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
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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