poetry critical

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Random Poem:

The don't, the do, and the drunk
brokenarrows

I walk into work every morning and kiss my crossed fingers,
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Pray silently for a good day,
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For the patience to care so deeply,
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Mostly for the competence to be helpful to the sick,
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Rather than a hindrance.
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There is something to be said for belief,
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Though in science we work so hard to keep it out of our papers,
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Remove any question as to what happened here today,
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No variable left unaccounted for,
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Because I can cram as much science into my head as I am given,
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Devour every textbook,
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Sail through every test,
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But I haven't yet learned to have faith in my own self,
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Though I can believe in gravity as it keeps my feet on the ground,
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I can believe in inertia keeping my body moving forward as I give it momentum,
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I can even believe in a boy with dark brown eyes and treacherous hands that promises to love me,
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But I can't believe in a future where I will walk into a room and be the solution,
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Not the problem.
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I had to be drunk to write to you here,
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There are elemental flaws,
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Your hands are shaking,
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But we're here so I'm giving you permission,
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Believe, or don't,
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But you've been doing the don't and it's not really working out for you. (neither is this poetry thing: that's ok too.)
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