One of those days you dread
Has arrived, no fanfares prepared
School friends get together.
All ready to check out each other,
Those handsome dudes who hogged the girls
Not so these days, what happened?
Girls, who stayed in the background,
Now so sure of all around them.
The gang not changed, all as if yesterday
Laughs, as memories talked of for hours.
Then there is the peacock bunch
Strutting around looking for love.
Hate it or love it, school always there
Each day preparation, sometimes despair.
Double session of maths, deep breaths taken
Slow motion walk, prepare for sentence.
The teacher knew the answers would they tell us?
The blackboard springs to life
Your feelings take another nose dive,
Fractions are the flavour of the day
I need to leave, please do not make me stay.
Teachers trying to pass on knowledge
Some succeeded, others failed.
I escaped one sunny day,
The end of School adventures,
Walked away never looking back.
Life and its trials was laying its tracks,
Sometimes I wish I could go back to school
I am now ready to learn and do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such an excellent poem, John.....
Thank you for your kind comment, also for taking the time to read it.