HE CLOSED HIS EYES



  In the dark of night when the noise and trouble 
  Were alive,


  He heard cries from the violence, he closed his eyes.



  Flashing lights, gunshots lived in the only surroundings
  He knew,


  What did he do, he closed his eyes to a tomorrow that 
  Would be new.


  His name is Michael, from a bad place not pretty, a life 
  Had not a chance,


  How did he make it out of there, He closed his eyes to 
  The ugly side of life.


  He closed his eyes to what made his mother cry, he
  Would survive,


   From a life filled with nothing to a professional 
   Football Player in time.

                                           Keith Garrett