Poems from SMC_14
Like a man like me could change the world: says so many pessimists and complainers
But they are the evil ones too. Watching injustices...
I can offer words but will they hold any meaning to you?
Anyone can talk for two hours and only have bluster to show
Like a musket firing...
Education, education, education. Its funny how we fall below even primal nations.
My students are sufferig a lack of literacy and chance....
Faulty is my inner workings, on the fritz, frying, jerking
What else can be said of a machine obsolete
Launch a shell and sink my ironsides...
I met her in the hallway,outside the Pillow classroom.
I could see her gaze directed toward the stairway, autumn rubic eyes
A most unusual...