Playtime Poem by Cory Paul Mitchell

A half decade scribbled on the walls. chalk broken and wasting halls. My seat has left me to fall. The sudden drop of school. My cruel lover those days lasted the haul.

The pitch where we did play. The posts where we did stray. The times we spent has gone. The times we spent have gone away. That moment we first did lay. That night where we did lay. The whistle has now blown an adult you have grown.

Teachers did tell us of things to do. That wisdom was so true. Landing on deaf ears our youth. The youth was wasted with no truth. Im broken from lashes of that noose. Its sliped loose and now i hang alone.