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This is a poem I wrote while researching  slam poetry for my students. I was inspired and this is what I came up with. As an intern-teacher my students related to my poem because of the pressures of school parents and life in general. I hope that it may be of use.... Anxiety By MeloDi Anxiety In the middle of the night I haven’t got the time Anxiety. Every minute of every hour. Why don’t my words have any power? Anxiety! For Syria! Egypt, Iraq and Palestine Anxiety! Because we all think that they are fine. Anxiety! From being and not being Wanting and not wanting With so many choices What am I to choose? Anxiety! I don’t know what I am! Anxiety! From knowing and not knowing Choosing and not choosing Anxiety! In the middle of the night. I didn’t do this. I didn’t do that. Anxiety! As I toss and turn in my bed Realizing there are people with no place to lay their head. Anxiety is confusi...