The Author, Wes Moore
When this sonnet shall be complete
It shall characterize the author, Wes.
He is detailed, this'll be no small feat
But to correctly portray him I'll try my best.
A funny kid, be too lazy he could,
Was torn between two worlds
Too poor for some and too rich for the hood
But Kid Kupid did get the girls.
He allowed his problems to get to him
And continued to spiral down
When his mother decides his future looked dim,
To Valley Forge he was sent, out of town.
With time, what he faced looked no longer dark
His old wound had been healed, and left not a mark.
The Other Wes Moore
When to him I shall refer
Let me call him the other Wes Moore.
For Wes to study his brother preferred
Despite himself dealing through Baltimore.
"Do as I say and not as I do!"
Was his brother's advice to Wes;
But dealing drugs became Wes' game too
For to be like his brother he tried his best.
He loved his mother and strove not to deceive
But the money he couldn't explain
So he told her a lie that she believed
Until she found his stash of cocaine.
Wes, just a child and good at heart
But his wrongdoings tore his family apart.
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