Loza33
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hey everyone, today in my maths exam i finished half an hour early.. so after 13 minutes of boredom, and random drawings i began a poem... to the class of 2007 i present....
Time of Life
Haha, i just made up that title then.. anyway, let me know what you think.. but don't be too harsh.. remember, it has been a long week of exams, i had just finished a maths exam and i had 17 minutes....
17 minutes the wall says
My rebellion against society tells eleven
The wall may be wrong, but it must be obeyed
For it is the beginning, middle and end.
15 minutes; hurry up my brain silently screams
Pens run, papers dance
Radioactive fears of insecurity and failure fill the room.
Thoughts of 'is it worth it?', 'whats the point?'
Begin to circulate
13 minutes, 'cough, cough'
is heard. Shock waves of noise hit the walls
and do little to stem the flow of mathematical equations
Calculators tap, backs crack
Nearly there.
11 minutes for some.
71 minutes for others.
We no longer have names; we are numbers
Intelligence in told in time
Who has more
Who finishes first
Time to accept defeat
9 minutes. Holidays. Freedom. School Work.
Freedom becomes oxymoronic
We are not free
Forever bound by homework, assessments, major works, exams.
7 minutes; exams over
One cannot grasp complete insecurity, constant guilt, fear of failure, desire for escape until faced with the H.S.C
'Let me out' 30 surrounding minds begin.
'I don't care', they continue
We do care, we can't be let out.
We want this, we need this, we suffer for this
5 minutes, not long now
soon it will be trials.
Then final exams.
Then, they say, we really will be free.
I disagree.
Free from school, exams and work.
But trapped by more: rent, jobs, uni, money.
3 minutes; nearly finished
Nearly over
Nearly free
but to where?
We are forever trapped in insecurity, guilt, fear and desire
Good luck 2007ers!!
Time of Life
Haha, i just made up that title then.. anyway, let me know what you think.. but don't be too harsh.. remember, it has been a long week of exams, i had just finished a maths exam and i had 17 minutes....
17 minutes the wall says
My rebellion against society tells eleven
The wall may be wrong, but it must be obeyed
For it is the beginning, middle and end.
15 minutes; hurry up my brain silently screams
Pens run, papers dance
Radioactive fears of insecurity and failure fill the room.
Thoughts of 'is it worth it?', 'whats the point?'
Begin to circulate
13 minutes, 'cough, cough'
is heard. Shock waves of noise hit the walls
and do little to stem the flow of mathematical equations
Calculators tap, backs crack
Nearly there.
11 minutes for some.
71 minutes for others.
We no longer have names; we are numbers
Intelligence in told in time
Who has more
Who finishes first
Time to accept defeat
9 minutes. Holidays. Freedom. School Work.
Freedom becomes oxymoronic
We are not free
Forever bound by homework, assessments, major works, exams.
7 minutes; exams over
One cannot grasp complete insecurity, constant guilt, fear of failure, desire for escape until faced with the H.S.C
'Let me out' 30 surrounding minds begin.
'I don't care', they continue
We do care, we can't be let out.
We want this, we need this, we suffer for this
5 minutes, not long now
soon it will be trials.
Then final exams.
Then, they say, we really will be free.
I disagree.
Free from school, exams and work.
But trapped by more: rent, jobs, uni, money.
3 minutes; nearly finished
Nearly over
Nearly free
but to where?
We are forever trapped in insecurity, guilt, fear and desire
Good luck 2007ers!!