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Dance of Knives

March 13, 2024
By Aneelah GOLD, Houston, Texas
Aneelah GOLD, Houston, Texas
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Sharp points ahead glint in the light
Smirk on my face, I feel so ready
One step and another, I know I’m right
So fearful of falling, but I stay steady

A spin, a dodge, a twist
A jump, a roll, a stop
Every word a message shrouded by mist
Every look sent to chop

One wrong word or look or move
I will be sliced up to eat
Must stay balanced and prove
I am not simply a piece of meat

This is the dance of knives
Where everything has a cost
This is our very lives
Where we are all so lost.



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