Friday, April 18, 2008

It's quiet (poem 2)

It's quiet, very quiet here
so quiet that you can here my pen scream as i'm writing
there's no sound I can't bare
but you can feel the sun britining

Last few minutes of class
a kid says hurry up time then makes a shout
Ring, ring, ring those minutes had passed
And you could tell from the kids going about

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