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Saturday, March 15, 2008

A supposed recognition day

And i begin to taste the salty beads
Sweat that is of sparkling glory of heat
Finding the comfort of my pouty lips
My aching buttocks from a sturdy seat
Looking in my right is an empty chair
Before me, the alien people from Mars
A common stimulus i cant watch bare
To them I'm not one; distant as the stars
All was silent except me to a time
When an over-rated credential spoke
Of a topic on how to earn a dime
I farted on an ineffective joke
From the corners of my sleep, i came late
A blank paper for my excellent state

5 Angelic comments:

Gerald Galindez said...

a poem about my calvary on an un-airconditioned gym. ~_^
bored and enraged by the people
and an oldy speaker.

Xegben said...

hahaha
i felt that too
back when im still at school

but u know what
i never received any
awards in recognition day
back in the days.,...

Gerald Galindez said...

hahaha, usually the these are the kinds of people who succeeds in life.

cheers!

Xegben said...

nah...
lets hope
after school
we need luck to land a job
hahaha
i mean luck
ive been there
its all luck

Gerald Galindez said...

really,
then i must be very alarmed now.
im no good on talking you know..

goodluck ben....,