8 Hour Prison...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My poem on school. I hope you like it!

Sincerely yours-
Gothikah

Submitted: August 26, 2012

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8 Hour Prison...

Trivial days have fallen upon us and war will reign in the halls. Panic will fill those who know not where to go as the school bell faintly calls. The educational process is a meat grinder and I have no bones. The teachers are hungry dictators sitting upon self righteous thrones. For school my friends, is not a joy but more of a 8 hour jail. If you want to get out quickly you know you best not fail. For there are fights, drama and rage spilling out everywhere you look,and only god knows what is in that nasty food they cook. But the goverment says we must go and to that we must oblige. Ride on over to the school, that 8 hour prison in disguise. So we sit in our desks working so well until we hear the school bell's screams. And I swear the feeling of leaving that place is even better than the best of dreams. Free we are to live out life an maybe hang out with a friend.Until my alarm clock rings tomorrow morning reminding me I have to do it again...

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