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About This Poem
I MAKE A FIST
I MAKE A FIST
AND STICK IT HIGH IN THE AIR
MAKE IT TIGHT
AS TIGHT AS MY REAR
AS A SIGN OF DEFIANCE
AND OF FREEDOM
THEY MAKE A FIST
AND PRESS IT HARD ON MY HEAD
IN MY STOMACH
UP MY REAR
AS A SIGN OF CONTROL
AND OF POWER
SOMETIMES I THINK
THAT THEY JUST WANT ME
TO THINK
THAT I AM A JUST A PUPPET
AND THAT MY FIST
IS JUST AN EXTENSION OF THEIRS
SO I TIGHTEN MY FIST
AND MY REAR
STAND ON MY TOES
AND REACH UP HIGHER
AS A SIGN OF CONTROL
AND OF POWER
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