Mathlessness
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I really felt as if I had to put myself in this poem, with Valuable Valor. I think I succeeded. After all math was never one of my strengths.
Every time I remembered a tiny fraction of
Mathematics, there would always be some
Monstrous mathematical computation waiting
To fight me. Yeah, math was the worse BULLY.
THOUSANDS more steps a few formulars, obliaques,
Diagonals, parallelograms.
Often times my mind would just come apart at the
Seams. I thought I might as well day dream.
No way out!! There was definitely shame to my
Aim.
I haven't even memorized the amount of coins in
My pocket!!
I had the CURSE.
I had it worse!
At first I thought it was only I with such a
Deep seeded rebellion toward math.
Then I searched the room and found
Vacant stares.
There was definitely a LUMP IN MY SLUMP.
I didn't want to share my AGGRAVATION.
I WAS thoroughly RUNNING diagonals
Straight into a brick wall of MATHEMATICAL
PHOBIA.
Other wise this doesn't add up at all. Time
And time I assured myself I had mastered it.
This wasn't the confusing
UNIVERSE I thought , thousands of
Confusing steps anticipated my arrival.
There I was DESTINED for a mathless liveable LIFE.
I had concluded it wasn't my cue.
It simply wasn't one of my values.
Now, I stand.
With VALUABLE VALOR.
YES, A SAVORY BRAVERY
MY mathlessness.
A mathless WORLD OF MY OWN.
MY LAST MATHEMATICAL. THOUGHT
I MIGHT NOT BE ALONE, I AM NOT
ONE BUT MORE!!
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2016
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