Sapphirism

  My class, V-E, is a zoo, With no concrete cells, But with ringing bells, And everyone shouting "shoo". Sometimes it's like a living hell, And in unison thirty voices yell, They run and shout like monkeys minus tails, You can't "shoo" them cuz you'll fail. Other times it's just like paradise, Seems like you won the roll of dice, They'll speak so polite and act so nice, You'll forget you've come to a pack of mice. Now that's my class, Sometimes they're good as angels, Sometimes bad as ghosts, Come here, and if you're lucky, I'll be your host. Photo by  Iqwan Alif  from  Pexels

  I was thinking of the open seas, The people at the beach enjoying the breeze, At night, when the full moon hung like a torch, I sat reading at my beach house porch. I looked up and saw the starry sky, The stars like diamonds hooked up high, Not just diamonds, they twinkled too, And look'd at the lil birds as they coo. I tried to focus on my book, Meanwhile, here, at my nook, My cat, Roselyn, came to my lap, And snored away a sound nap. I brushed my hands along her fur And sat there till the world began to blur, I closed my eyes and counted sheep And with that I fell asleep. Photo by  Dominika Roseclay  from  Pexels

  Photo by  Markus Spiske  from  Pexels Our Mother Earth, So clean and green, Looks just like A beauty queen. She's very calm and holds us in her palm and smiles at us as we are in her realm. We destroy her beauty and interrupt in her duty, Still she loves us, Our mother in her certainty. Let's take action now Before it's too late, Let's take a solemn vow Or we're doomed to our fate. Photo by  Markus Spiske  from  Pexels