Composed during government class

ihaveausername

This particular poem isn't part of my talents series, but I just felt that I had to share it since I liked it so much. The title is kinda a reference to 'Composed Upon Westminster Bridge' but also not really.


Composed During Government Class
This class exists out of time.
The clock runs slow; the sand won't flow
But boredom? It runs fine.
Where did we come from and why are we here?
We ask again, but only when
We're in this class- an hour mere.
12-point font's all that matters.
Typing stops, the old day drops,
And all the students scatter.
Classroom, dull and gray
Constrasts the light of blue sky bright-
Why's there no better way?
The clicking of the keyboards, and the scratching of the pens
Distractions from work, gateways to murk
We're told again and again.
Happiness is replaced (Destroyed?) by essays
Homework lurks; the students shirk-
They're told they've gone astray.
Freedom lies outside thin glass
So close, so far, so near (beyond bars)
But that won't cancel class.

PearlSnow

I absolutely love how this puts together all the thoughts that go through someone's mind when they're in a class that they  have a hard time concentrating in, or when they're doing the homework for that class and all they can think about is how it's not all over yet! As one of those students, I very much relate! Amazing job as always! (:

Jeocalix-Inminf

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