After School - Poem by Trino Chan
Where is the light in the garden tonight?
Students have gone,
and teachers are not here.
I walk around, nobody is here.
The school is in plight of darkness,
I feel forlorn and deserted.
Being an abandoned orphan,
I turn on the lights along the corridor,
they escort me to a better future.
(27th of January,2005)
Comments about After School by Trino Chan
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.