ikhalfani solan

(Jamaica)

The Graduate


Its graduation day, yes
I am not concerned about that man
Whats his name, the guest speaker
All I can think about is the rhythm and the beat
The s-o-u-n-d of the tweeter
B A L L N I G H T

And that girl is sweet on me
Right on time
I will be caressing that beautiful body
A l l N I G H T

What? Curfew? Be home by twelve?
Not midnight I hope!
It must be noon

Its graduation for pete sake
It means am grown and soon
I will be LONG g-o-n-e
From this home

Submitted: Saturday, January 17, 2009
Edited: Saturday, January 17, 2009

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