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Mitchell
Poems
Sep 2011
Your Best Enemy
Took the A train downtown
Saw people breaking their minds
Wasting their time
On vices the same as mine
Different shades of darkness
Fall on every stranded individual
Like the beach lined in pebbled sand
Like the rain falling from God's immovable hand
Presently downtown
The girls flaunt their faces
The men push their work
And the children have no clue
Of this eternal hurt
To be young in the eyes of time
To cheat death and to live forever
To grip the holy grail of eternity
And find some shape of sacred serenity
Hope for this;
Hope is a loaded gun
Pointed to the temple
Of your beating head
Pull the trigger and
Live
Or hesitate
And wait to
Die
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