To anyone who still might care,
I have lost all memory of that dreadful test.
It is a burden I no longer bear.
I decided it was time for me to get some rest.
So I decided to not take Spanish this year,
And take two math classes instead.
My friends said that was mighty queer,
But I'll be collecting that bread.

Proteins oh Proteins,
How much you do for us!

You are our support
The framework keeping us up
The bones under our skin

You are the mad scientist
encouraging chemical reactions within us
Enzymes, catalyzing reactions

You are our traffic regulators
Signaling how much,
Hormones
Like insulin regulating glucose in the blood

You are the detectives within us
Figuring out what it bad
Then flagging it for destruction

You are our truck drivers
Shuttling materials to
and fro
Hemoglobin, carrying oxygen from the lungs

You are our storage
Our shelves packed to the brim with
materials
Like ferritin storing iron in our bodies

There is so much you do
That is key to our survival
...
However shall I remember all you do
for my test tomorrow?

The air is thick with tension
Limpid red rimmed eyes, ready
for waterworks at a moment’s notice
Hands repeatedly
Clenching and unclenching
Feet drumming
Lips pursed, turning white
Stomach clenched
Wound up
Like a spring
Permeating sense of foreboding
...
As the teacher hands out our history test