Tuesday 2 June 2015

English Poem

There is still hope no matter how small
There is a way for no one to fall
Cramming those books, there's no easy path
line after line before the bloodbath
You walk into school confident and proud
Then begin the challenge along with the crowd
You scout around looking for answers
Your eyes flow around the class like two dancers
But then you get caught and kicked out of school
Better luck next year and don't be a fool