Yet another day in the room 5a

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There have been many poems aabout my study hall, room 5a. Every day I am there, there is talk of rape, and a certain discrimination with a few students, people laugh it off, and it makes my stomach churn. How can rape and raisim be funny?! It is beyond me.

Submitted: December 20, 2008

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This room,
reeks of grape ink.
And chatter flows throughtout the room.
Some speak of small things,
like why trix cereal,
is called trix.
The theories continue.
Grape is getting to me now,
its smell,
has gone up to stench.
And light conversation,
has turned to rape and death,
followed by worse,
laughter.
I long to be out of this room.


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