The bell did ring and school was out.
I needed to relax a bit.
A cigarette would help no doubt.
Behind the building up I lit.
I was sure that I flunked that test.
The folks would surely punish me.
Not a happy future I guessed.
Car privileges would cease to be.
I thought I heard someone and so
I quickly gave the cig a toss.
All I could think was time to go,
Feeling of panic swept across.
A while later came the whole town
And watched the school house burning down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem