Clenched fists, and gritted teeth
Elbows,knees and feet
Violence is the mother tongue
That all men learn to speak
Struggling for good or for bad
Bleeding for sport or defense
Damage given and the recoil received
The price of pain is recompense
Whether angry or somber
Whether sober or impaired
It should come as last resort
A strike thrown in haste can't be repaired
So learn this language, learn to speak it well
So you will not freeze when it comes
Become fluent don't let a class go by
When the test comes it might mean you die
YOU ARE READING
Hearts gone cold
PoetryThis is a compilation of poetry and thoughts most centering around the idea of lost love or loneliness. #1 sad poems 1-19-19 #1 compilation 1-19-19 #1 poet 1-29-19 #1 deep poem 2-22-19
