I thought this was a great, slightly oddly organised, poem. It talks about the common human nature to improve when driven to the brink. As Stephanie pointed out in class, to hustle is to get into or out of something not desired by the specific person.
We, as humans, improve ourselves when pushed into a corner. It is just our innate ability (or some would say desire) to survive, no matter what the cost or the price. After such an experience, we come out stronger than before. You can look to history for proof. Out of the darkness of the Middle Ages and religious domination came the Age of Enlightenment, the time of Michelangelo, Da Vinci and Raphael, and secularism. When the Germans were advancing towards the interior of the USSR, Stalin controversially ordered his soldiers to burn the fields as they retreated so the Germans couldn’t utilise the resources. The result – the Germans’ supply collapsed and the Soviets would push them back and dominate all of east Europe for the remainder of the century. These examples prove to us that if we are offered the option of change (not necessarily for the better) or die, we will always choose change.
However, I do not agree with some of the political assertions made by the author. In no way did Iraq hustle the US, or Palestinians hustle Israeli bulldozers – and it is terrible of her to make such statements.
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