Fight Night....A Lesson In Boxing Someone Around Poem by Ted Sheridan
Fight Night....A Lesson In Boxing Someone Around
Well studied in religion, philosophy and attempted suicide
He has finally after years decided all three are useless to him
He'd rather kill or be killed than die by his own hand
Or that of a major pharmaceuticals company
with their hands in the till of the government in an attempt
to collect the yet unpaid benefits of his retirement program
He is very intellectual for someone who is prolific
as they are generally less verbose when in the company of so many fools....
I hesitate to get to know him better as he does appear to be slightly insane
And I myself so prone to spouting off colloquialisms and jargon
Would only make him feel more like slicing his proverbial wrist....
Should I choose to spar with him....
I wanna say more then I just like this one. From beginning to it hits me just right
Yeh, I'm one of those. Well almost. Suicide blonde, dyed by my own fair hand, teh heh. Erudite and packing a punch as ever Ted.... t x
And all because you 'talk' to me, huh, Teddy? How desperate and pathetic is that? I see your points in this...a slice of life to a place none of us should ever want to go. Funny how few people realize that in America, life is what we make it. Having to see those for whom self-hatred is their anthem - is the best reason for us to strive to be greater and happier human beings. I don't think we do language or ourselves any favors when we write 'slam' poetry...but, I know that it's better than the alternative. Toodles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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V is not for vendeta but victorty to speak one's mind in kind.