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WILL POWER ~By Sorez The Scribe
The kid on the corner In the wheelchair Would always smile and wave Whenever I would ride by I would nod my head Acknowledging him with respect Seemed like he was always there Sitting alone in that chair In his front yard just waiting For me to pass by on my ride Went on for weeks then months And then one day The kid on the corner In the wheelchair Was gone from his yard Probably watching television Or taking a nap I thought to myself But after a few weeks Curiousity got the best of me I had to stop by that house On the corner and knock upon His parents were not shocked When they answered the door "Hello, Williams been waiting for you.." I was the one surprised "..Come on in, he's in his room." I noticed the wheelchair empty In the corner of the living room As I walked down the hall I heard Steppenwolf playing From behind his closed door I knocked then heard the kids voice "Come on in Bro.." I opened the door and was amazed The kids room looked like mine A flashback from my youth Harley posters everywhere Stacks of biker mags on the floor And born to be wild Playing in the background "..The docs took off my right leg A few weeks ago but I'm ok I'll survive, I'll ride to live And live to ride." The kid smiled and extended his hand As I shook it I said, "I know you will my Brother I know you, Will."
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