Friday, September 3, 2004

To Live

How do I tell them
That after all this
Please
Let me please you
Please
I am tired
Of never being good enough
I am tired of
Playing their game
I am so tired of
Planning
Everything
So tired
Of never having time
To live
Not live like
“let’s go out and kick it”
But live like everything
Is happening around me
History is happening around me
And I’m watching it on tv
And I just want to work
Really work
Do something everyday
Make a difference
And I
I am tired of hearing
Later later LATER
You’ll be better
Later
Go and help
But wait
Until later
Until you get the
Proper education
That
They/you know them
They will respect
A yale
Columbia
Gerogetown
Because they will know
You have been properly
Trained
Fuck properly trained
So what will they tell me
When I say
No
Sorry
Please
Don’t make me please
You anymore
Please don’t
Guilt me anymore
Pleae don’t use my
Brothers and sisters
And people
To dilute me
And remove me
Please
Why can’t you see
I don’t care
What THEY think of me
It’s like saying communism failed
By capitalist standards
Because if it meant to be
And I am meant to be
A defender of the people
Of the pople
For the people
Of the people
They will not care
About yale
Or where I clerked
They want to know I am honest
And good
And I am of them
And I could represent them well
Knowing their histories
And mine
Bled together somewhere
On the banks of the rio grande
Our euphraytes
Where life is
Beacuase I am
Good people
The will choose me
Not because I am
Pleasing them
But because
I believe
In them
And they will
Beilieve in me
They will only
Hold me
To the standards I set
For myself
Not to something
Unattainable
They will not
Wait for me to fail
They will pray for me to succeed
If it is supposed to be
Please
Please
Let it be like that

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