The death of awareness Is worming around, The cinders will last, A few moments still, The sloppy behavior, The abusive words, The interfering talk, The violent look, The speech fired, Moments tired, Selfishness reigns, Foolishness gains, A tumultuous class, Education in haze Is a futile maze, Fumbling into heads, Confined to feuds, Arrogant and sadistic. Shall I abandon the class?
A poem from ‘Serenading Poems Part One’
