UntamedA Poem by Taji HerbertUnaware of where to strike I move in feverishly My body is coiled like a cobra ready to strike Hands are up, and eyes fixated on my opponent Today is the day I’ve been training for The Jungle will not destroy me Sweat, bruises, frustration, and tears I have made it through to this very moment Adrenaline speeds up my heart rate Sense are heightened Half of everything I’ve learned has been forgotten And at this moment Instinct is all I have Pure and primal Strike first or be devoured The vulture circle’s at the first sight of immobility What happens next depends on the first move I circle left Then right Finally I see an opening and I strike I grab for anything not protected The first and last strike is mine © 2011 Taji HerbertFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on June 14, 2011 Last Updated on June 14, 2011 AuthorTaji HerbertAboutI am just me an aspiring artist loving who i am and trying to become more! more..Writing
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