Just a poem about Dallas Winston. Strangely, inspired by the fact that he has blonde hair and icy blue eyes in the novel and brown hair and eyes in the movie.
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Blue-Eyed boy
A blue-eyed baby stared out the window
Eyes full of wonder and curiosity
His little heart full of love and sorrow
He already knew of the world's cruelty
A blue-eyed child was walking in the night
His clothes ripped and his light blonde hair dirty
Black and blue but still wishing with all his might
To come back home to a good family
A blue-eyed boy sat alone behind bars
His hair and eyes were starting to darken
He mindlessly rubbed one of his many scars
Life was a mean game at which he won't be beaten
A dark-eyed teen stared ahead angrily
Giving back the hits twice as hard
His mind like ice and his brown hair bloody
His heart now always on guard
A brown-eyed teen with a record a mile long
Living alone, drinking and fighting
He thought nothing could touch him but he was wrong
A person can't be hardened beyond caring
A 17 year-old teen closed his eyes for the last time
The bullet wounds and the blood still fresh on his skin
His last action was no random crime
Dallas Winston let life win.