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Jesse Ellsbury

(March 23,1982 / Washington D.C.)

You Missed the Point


You will underestimate
and you will overcompensate
and for every word that leaves my lips,
you will have some little quip
that shows you missed the point.

You will argue and contradict,
and my every word you will resist
until another student says it,
then you’ll agree it’s copacetic
and adopt it as your motto.

And for every little complaint you utter,
I will turn around and mutter
“I hope that this at last prepares you
for a future where the best just spare you
while the worst eat you alive.”

You will stutter and at length fall back,
convinced I’m under neurological attack
but I won’t be
I will just refuse to see
that you gave up on yourself.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013

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