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THE REAL WORLD OUTSIDE
THE REAL WORLD OUTSIDE
Alone at this old desk, gazing out
From inside this empty classroom
Looking at the world denied to me
Through that smeary window I see
Living a life where I could be free
But in here it feels just like a tomb
Out of touch, and no rules to flout
I was detained for no good reason
The other kids have been excused
Outside somewhere, allowed to play
With permission to enjoy their day
Even if they fritter their time away
My plea to join them was refused
But soon it will be holiday season
It is a punishment for what I did
Or at least they think it was me
Among the staff there’s confusion
Burning books to start revolution
But such behaviour is no solution
To do such things I’d never agree
It wasn’t me, but some other kid
Style / type:
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Mr joghe
Mon, 2023-10-02 23:36
Dear poet
I love the poem.
"Words are currency of ideas and have the power to change world. Ride your pen on the rough road."