Patrick Wescott

Rookie (10/01/1970 / Webster, New Hampshire)

Untitled (Vi) (1991) - Poem by Patrick Wescott

There's a man inside my brain,
driving me to play a game.
No law or protest will stop it,
it's something I must find inside myself
One day I shall just disappear,
and fade to the back of everyone's mind
If I so choose. Or I will stay,
and itch everyones nerves.
Life is a game, or a oneway ride,
Which way will you choose?
Left or right, right or wrong?
Will you pump the poisons of life
into your veins?
Or will you stand back,
and watch it happen to others?
Choose your path, make your choice,
and let life play its course.
I have made up my mind,
let the winds of time blow over me,
and take me where they will.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2005

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