poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Hungry For a Fight

The wind whipped wildly that night.
Telephone wires and tree branches alike
Were waving in the air like kites.
But I wasn’t wavering,
I was too busy savoring the flavoring of this particular evening.
Even if it was dangerous,
I wasn’t leaving.
For there was too much to get done,
And just enough time to do it.
“I knew it”
He said, but I wasn’t tuned into it.
“Lay a finger on me and your dead”
And at this something snapped in me.
Like a bull seeing red I put my head down and charged,
Planting my fist in his kidney.
“Don’t kid me” he chuckled
as three other goons barged through the door.
Big and brass knuckled
It became evident
That I had a date with the floor.
I looked at that door
But there was no getting out.
Then sure enough, I was down for the count.
The amount of pain was amazing
As I lay there still.
My appetite for a fight just might get me killed.

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