Fight Poem by tre jones

i stand there my mind race my hands shake my heart pount
its time to fight no time for peace we gone see whos going down
i stand and wait for the first move he takes and everyone gather round
the crowd gets hype he thinks out of site he pushes me but i stand my ground
i pull out a knife other hands round his neck every one is scared now
a little he sweat he was scarred so he yell so i ask myself am i ready to take his life now
i read his mind i cant kill this kid so God gave me strength to put the knife down
as the knife falls i struck him in his jaw i could have sworn i knocked his lights out
the crowd hold me down while he get wild he get his chance to kick and pout
he kicked once he kicked twice the third kick i was on my feet
wishing i had of killed him i try get him but he walked of and the grown men still holdin me
i fight them off i go towards him but hes in the crowd so i let it be
they called the police i wasnt worried because i wasnt bleeding neither was he
so they called it off expelled both of us now the school year i have to repeat
but its okay he got his licks but if i see him in the streets get ready again
and this time we gone fight to the finish