
| Where the Right of Your Fist Ends
Author: underoath300 kinda lame poem of the freedom of speech.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 77 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-02-06 - id: 2081791
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We've been taught to change…
To conform and stand up for ourselves-
And step on someone else.
To bring them down.
To a watery grave.
Filled in your bathtub
Where we can all be saved.
The right of your fist
(Ends)
Where my fist begins.
Cause you can strike a pose…
But you can't touch my nose.
Your freedom of speech
(Ends)
When the tears begin.
Because you can't take back a black eye.
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