Lurk these halls
Observe the maturity through the years
A courthouse background settling the scene
This school is of no other
History of it has made it so
I ignore the sounds I hear
Bells forlorn, and firedrills silent
Congratulations on graduation is all I accept
Early school day mornings
I regret to awake to the soon to come stench
The wreaking pubescent dirty children
Senses are a curse
In these six hour spurts
Farewell, to those suffering too
4 comments:
Interesting view of the school. O_o
I like how you describe most the kids in the school, too.
It's so true...
Although, the darkness of it makes you seem like a vampire.
Are you a vampire?
Wow. That's...dark.
Im really sorry that you don't pledge your allegiance to God. I honestly am sorry for you, that you don't experience what greatness He brings to my life, and countless others. If you won't pledge your allegiance to a God, why not say it just because of what a major role the Christian religion has played in making our country what it is today? Without it, we wouldn't have the code of conduct, or the set of principles that this country has been founded on. We would not be where we are today, without He whom you renounce.
You have some wonderful images here. Your senses may be a curse, but they produce some good poetry.
:-)
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