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I Cannot Breathe

Poetry By: Hanif Tariq Ballard
Poetry



Poem I wrote for class in the summer. I go to SBP so yeah i have school in the summer. It is supposed to allude to something. Think about it.


Submitted:Aug 24, 2011    Reads: 45    Comments: 12    Likes: 5   


I cannot breathe

Take me out of this place

These roses are suffocating

If I tell a lie, would you know?

No I couldn't tell a lie anyway

Should I go?

Just to get out

If I said "I always lie"

It couldn't be true

Because that in itself would have to be a lie

Perplexing, isn't it

Won't that be a lie for any person to say

To say this wouldn't confuse one unless the dwell on it

Noone would dwell on it

Take it from a ghost

None would dwell on me

Lying will get you everywhere

It worked for my grandson

Someone once said "I think therefore I am"

What if I am not or never way

What if I didn't think

Would I still have been

We adults tell kids

Think before you act

I now ask how do the act when they don't think

They couldn't do it

They wouldn't have acted

People have to think hard to lie

At least for a good lie

You should try it one day

Find all of the possible outcomes

Don't get caught

If it's that big of a lie

Yes make sure it's a big lie

If you can get caught then you can't afford to lie

If people did not think

They would be slaves

What would they do

Not what they want

Which is nothing

Would you like to know how it feels in this prison

Knowing that in a few years time

Anyone involved

Will be to scared

To do what's right

I won't tell you how it feels

It's just a coffin

It's nothing else

Except for my prison

All I can do is think

At least until I'm six feet under

Then I am free

I think of my grandson ending up here

Since we've both done bad things

I'll ask him why he did his

And he can ask me too

How did it feel in your coffin jr.

I'll ask him in hell

He's got the rest of his long life to think about me

I always was

Now I am not

Take me out of this place

Very own prison

These roses are suffocating

No wait I'm not breathing





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