Jacob Powell

Music Of The Line

I can’t even begin to think of how to write differently.

I mean to oppose who I am? That seems wrong, that

Opposes my own thoughts, does it not?

You ask of me to betray myself well

“That's the assignment” you say well

That's okay I suppose

Not.

                               I fight the assignment, I oppose opposition.

                    You can't control my pen

                                                              Nor can I.

                                      It may write

                                      Where it pleases. Even if it shouldn’t

The temptation is like no other,

To advocate for the devil.

It's so easy to corrupt,

Think of the apple.