Thanks for reading – this is just a short poem from John's POV after he's met the Terminator in T2. Hope you like it please leave a review.

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Though the end is not yet in sight,

You speak of it like it might

Come tomorrow, So suddenly,

And then it will be mine – all mine.

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No more shall men glance at me and see a boy,

No Sir,

A tall, strong man is told to me,

Who commands respect and authority,

Grown men will look up to me,

They wont see this boy in puberty.

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No one sees it yet – but they will!

It's all real!

Never before had I thought it real,

Or even possible that this man is me,

I shall have power and respect,

They will all see.

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– Wait –

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Will they survive?

My friends?

Anyone?

What will the battle do to me?

I'll be all alone,

Everyone else gone,

Who I knew and loved.

And Mom,

She was right

And you are here now,

The only one left to help me.

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Though your mission is to protect and save,

There is only one thing which I crave,

You could teach me wrong from right,

To prepare me for the fight.

It is this that I crave,

Don't you know why I misbehave?

Despite your subservience to me,

Like a father could you be?

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