Not Good EnoughA Poem by John ByrdThe kid who was never picked to play pick-up basketball. He never felt good enough. Nothing ever went right for too long. One turn becoming a 180 degree angle. Back tracking. As soon as he feels he’s making progress Something pushes him back. The stem without the flowers. The rain is coming but it just won’t grow properly. It takes time to develop? 9 months Way longer than that. That’s not even the half of it. Always in high places But he’s scared of heights. He doesn’t want to fall off. They want him to be President. They want him to be a Scientist. Glasses and Sweater every day. He grew up Only making the height greater. It used to be a shorter fall.
I don’t know if I can do it…. © 2014 John Byrd |
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Added on August 15, 2014 Last Updated on August 15, 2014 AuthorJohn ByrdDetroit, MIAboutJunior at Michigan State University. Hip Hop and poetry are my two favorite things. Childish Gambino is my favorite artist. Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, and Henry David Thoreau are my favorite .. more..Writing
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