I am not a poet
I am not a poet
I don’t write
I don’t recite
I don’t use my words correctly
i don’t comprehend as well as others
i don’t understand the rules
I play ball, I’m good at it
it makes me whole
its my happy place
The court is ninety-four feet
the hoop is ten feet high
a lay up is worth two points
a shot made from more than twenty-two feet away is worth three
to must they are both field goals
the rules are easy to me because I’ve been playing for so long
I understand the game
I’ve practiced, and practiced again, and practiced again, and practiced again
no matter how hard, I made a commitment
these rules make sense
it’s worth it
through my DNA
Dedication, Never give up, Attitude
It’s taught me a lot
It’s changed me
while I don’t understand or comprehend the rules of poetry
i know that my life has looked a lot like ball and no matter what it takes and all its rules, all it’s wins and loses
at the end it’s all worth it
ball is life
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