A Boy is Born
Twas in the city
Of Matagalpa
On a damp, wet night
In the poor side of town
A boy is born
The father long gone
His Mother all alone
He haunted the streets
In Matagalpa
He begged for food
Stole when he could
Learned to be a fighter
To survive the streets
In Matagalpa
Coming of age
He shined shoes
Then joined the army
Told them, he wanted
To be a truck driver
As the years moved on
He saved his money
Bid his time, left the army
Started a trucking business
In Matagalpa
He was now a self-made
Businessman
The trucks became numerous
The money being made
For the boy, now a man
In Matalgalpa
He married his sweetheart
A daughter was born
He never dreamed of
Raised with love
Promised her an education
That he couldn’t have
Ken Bennison
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