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Berezin. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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It feels as if this should be wrong
But after today I don’t think that there is such a thing as wrong or right
Because what if
What if I have been going about my life with non-existent parallels, juxtapositions, black and whites?
Not what if, but why?
Why have I been wandering?
Why have I been looking at the world through my eyes?
These eyes, that are the spirit guide of my brain
These two things, that have been trained, conditioned, and molded
Seeing and labeling
Labeling and judging
Even when my eyes see, when they take a match, light it
Igniting neurons and thoughts that result it in a line of words and letters
“I won’t judge”
“I don’t care”
“I’m not one to stare”
Those in itself, in themselves, cause myself
To be what I don’t want to be
One thought, one red herring
Destined to be captured and sent to one of two prisons
Right or wrong
Right says its righteous
Wrong says it’s not righteous enough
One is seen as week the other as too rough
But why have I been listening to these eyes?
That in themselves makes me a prisoner
Two keys that force me to see in ways that I have been taught
Why can’t I listen with my soul?
And see with my heart?
Because this is what I have been taught.
But I can recognize that this train of thought
As long as I saw.