Wes Moore Characterization Sonnets

Wes Moore (Author):

Wes Moore, an author and credentialed person are ye.
A man with a voice,
light thou hast shed on one who will never be free.
Thou hast been grant'd redemption, despite periodically making the wrong choice.
A tragedy occurred, became the Bronx a new territory.
Down the streets thou sauntered, basketball at hand,
With Crack heads and Drug Dealers a new meaning became of predatory.
In thy ears blar'd hip-hop and nay school was the law of the land.
Thou wast protect'd by Nikki and the protect'r of Shani, a family man to be.
But can Kid Kupid, the streets from which he was born, be a protector?
A reputation thou art more concern'd of than thy family's well being, many would agree.
Thou art a pretender, poisons of the streets thou gulped like rich nectar.

A kind boy, have thou a good heart.
A good life thou hast made, but doth not let thy surroundings tear thou apart.






Wes Moore (2):

Wes Moore, ye art an obtuse creature.
A drug dealer became thou, with thy head hood'd
Unlike what Tony may believe, gone are thy hopes for a good future.
Nay good decision is made when one is nimble foot'd.
Fitting 'tis, what ye art destined to become
Surround'd by crime, with not yea a father to admire
predict'd most thou would be scum.
Thy face blood dripped, thy situation became dire.
Drug chinks, the only chinks thou found valuable.
Despite their warnings, a knife grabbed thou.
Betoken me, is the back of a police car honorable?
A prince of the streets, to thou wilt I bow.

Evasiveness, what a power thou behold!
But contrary to what you believe, thy story is aught but bold.