![]() The DreamA Poem by M. View
The Dream
By: M. View
My dream of a fight
About that night
Left, right and a push
You fell on your tush
Yell scream do what you think
Hit you with every thing but the sink
What the hell is going on?
It’s not me doing the swarm
But getting swarmed on
Who is this guy?
Who has a blood thrust look in his eyes?
Can’t bop or weave move or duck
Look like I’ve been hit by a Mack truck
He knows my every move
What is it he trying to prove
That I’m a sucker for left or maybe an upper cut
Or even better yet that I got to much gut
Something is real familiar about this dude
Could it be the hair or maybe the shoes?
It seem like it was going for hours no end
Then I realized you could get no more closer then kin
Just in case you don't know who I see
I was getting my a*s kicked by ME.
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4 Reviews Added on March 18, 2009 Last Updated on March 19, 2009 Author![]() M. Viewphiadelphia, PAAboutGrow up in Philadelphia but went to school in South Carolina. I have love for all types of poetry. To me it's the way to a persons soul, mind and body. Cause once it's in you it stays with you and ma.. more..Writing
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