"A Necessary Evil"A Poem by Caleb BaileyStress. That’s what they tell us is a killer. Yet from a young age they dose us with it, Constantly increasing the concentration. Till we reach “the best years of our lives” When the poison finally sets in. Truly. Lethally.
At age 15 I was twisted by papers. The late night memorising. The ink on my hands as I practice for perfection For a ‘necessary evil’… My exams.
At 16 I was broken by a single sheet. My future. My life. The reason I fought for perfection In this ‘necessary evil’… My grades.
At 17 I will be broken by more papers. Even later nights reaching the sunrise. More ink into my hands to perfect what I failed to last time. I will face a new ‘necessary evil’ A worse evil… My A levels.
At 18 I will either be undone or fixed by a new single sheet. The future of my future. The determination if I move on or stay still. The decider if I get to face an even higher evil, Or live having survived the last evil… My A Level grades.
At 18 I might get to go to university. Where I can subject myself to more Poison, more ‘necessary evils’… Where I will eventually face an evil that decides the worst, Do I get to have a job that I love?
Stress. That’s what they tell us is a killer. Yet from a young age the dose us with it, Constantly increasing the concentration. Till we reach “the best years of our lives” When the poison finally sets in.
I may reach 21 with a masters degree but The poison in my system isn’t worth it. The death caused by a ‘necessary evil’… Isn’t worth all the time in the world… © 2019 Caleb BaileyAuthor's Note
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