my poem..in my situation... do you like?

Aug 26, 2005 15:23

Fair
And i lay here in pain..
a swollen rib, fractured knee and a pulled muscle..
taking in others consequences..
It is not but fair that others dont face what i face that i wish they faced...
foreward like me.. faced straight ahead, arms to the back and heels together.
A tear rolls down my face as with spit joins the moist..
of what spit? A man, with no heart..
And i stand crying why?
because others were lucky that i stand crying in the first place..
because others dont have a chance to stand fear in the eye as i am doing.. It is not but fair that i drop down and pay for that boys mistake in not listening...
And it all boils down to the word fair..
One should work as one and one only..
misworded?
DROP DOWN SIR!
done incorrectly?
DROP DOWN SIR!
disrespect?
RESPECT ME SIR!
tolerate zero.
I will be thanked either today, tomorrow, or in my sleep...
because i should be,
if i sweat, bleed, cry, injure just because of your insecurity of saying a lie,
and because i was strong enough to plead guilty..
and you bleed your uninnocent eyes to sleep that night..
because i am the strong and you fall within the weak.
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