passing period
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I walk into class every morning
at 7:15 AM.
Kids push and shove into me
and my scowl is covered by a red face.
Why do you let kids
hurt each other?
Whether it be words or swords,
Walking through the halls I watch
The faces of peers passing by
Their faces showing disdain or boredom
Or joy at the prospect of passing period.
