1 Comment
author

Poem:

(Oh The Places You’ll Stay)

Congrats!

And don’t you fret,

You’re all college grad,

And here’s what you get,

#######

Bigger brains in your mind,

And a wide-open head,

A safe-space to hide,

And legs to be lead,

#######

You’re never alone,

There’s that thing and this,

Free speech to deny,

New moments to miss,

#######

You’ll look down a street,

And think it’s alright,

It’s here I’ll scream loud,

It’s here that I fight,

#######

You’re that type of guy,

All riot and pain,

But now this degree,

Is stenciled your name,

#######

So congrats yet again,

And never you fret,

About lack of jobs,

And soul crushing debt,

########

There’s couches to see,

With mom and dear dad,

And after those riots,

That isn’t too bad,

########

You’re that type of guy,

Said no to new word,

Said I cannot hear,

What’s not to be heard,

#######

You kept up the dumb,

From your brains to your feet,

And now you’ll stay put,

With no one to meet,

########

Oh the places you’ll stay,

But those riots where fun,

And you got that degree,

So what if life’s done.

Expand full comment