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Jul 2015
In and out many walk
Change with time
Distant we grow
Closer we brought the loyal

At the end we are
The finish line we see
Along way have we all come
From the start as it is known

Young we were
The days were joyful
Not much was to be worried
Soft laughter surrounded
Oh happy were we for this new stage of life
Although small did we grow to the giants we are now

Many were lost and busy losing
As the bell tormented
As the clock had began ticking
Serious up and down we ran
Abiding to the sound  of the bell
As we held our future at stake

In love did some fall
Only to find themselves  in a ditch
The bright were ruthless
For their competition is endless
Only the shortest faint of  laughter filled the air

Mature we are now
Gathered with experience
From a far the finish we see
As we share memories
Of our past days
Funny they were
Depressing they grew
As we wish to relive the moments
With our fallen soldiers

A hand we lend
To those we care for
And lost in society
For the finish is close
Giving up is not an option

Encouraged amongst ourselves
Our friends of loyalty stand beside us
As we stick together till the end
Abiding by the bell we are not
For we prepare for the future
And the greater bell awaiting

Engrossed in our books
Knowledge we acquire
As we take the final step
The clock is ticking faster
The serious and senior we are
The schoolies we have become

The future we plan
Oh bright it all looks to some
The fun that awaits
And the hardship of the harsh world
Success is what we all look toward
For the best of wishes to others

As we cross the finish line
To the start of another race
No longer do we abide by the bell
That tormented us for an eternity.

©Hansmind, 2015
#A wise word to the world (I say / to listen).
THANK YOU  and enjoy :).
Written by
Poet kiri  Kenya
(Kenya)   
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