Poetry Response

Contender
Poem by Andrew Bishara, 2002

Instinct
Poem by Andrew Bishara, 2002

All my life I been a Contender
I'm aiming 2 be a champion
no surrender
I've been told some lies
that set my eyes to tears and cries
I always wanted 2 be on top
and I won't stop till I succeed
even if it takes 2 suffer and bleed
I'm still going for the gold
I was raised on this earth 2 be the best
I'm not going to fail like all the rest
My mind is focused on what I do
I don't need that trash, Hennessy and brew

It's gonna take a long time for me 2 make it
but giving up would be a mistake

In the ring I face my opponent
My heart is shaking
I'm trying to keep up with the beating
I'm taking
All this relates 2 my anger inside
telling me that I'm born 2 die
My feelings are so deep
that I can't sleep
It follows me from my bed 2 my sheets
All my anger is now in the ring
I punched the guy and the bell rang