This will be a collection of small poems for each of our beloved greasers. R&R first one Johnny Cade
He did not need to speak.
No words were needed to know his story.
Look at his face;
the scar the socs gave him is still on his cheek.
Look in his eyes;
The pain of his mothers ignorance is still there.
Look at his hands;
Shaking waiting for the next time his father beats him.
Take is hand and feel the beat of his broken heart.
Make him look into your eyes and open the gate way to his soul.
Touch his cheek and let him feel loved, let him know that the lost boy was finally found.