Abrasion Poem by benjamin bueno

Palace of power. Down with the overhaul. People of people. A shake of the hand. A punch in the face. Repetition is the mother of learning. A smile from the world and the world smiles with you. This has happened to me. Run like a banshee. Make the catch. Up at neck high. A fly ball to right field. Thunder. Blunder. Confusion. Illusion. The fan fair upruption. There's no man named corruption. The living has come to an end. A plan to make the mind easier. Getting most out of the journey. I have found the pit. I have lived in abrasion.