It’s always important to read your books
Before your class begins, or the lecture
Will move faster than your hands can write, crooks
They’ll seem as they steal away the luster
Of your afternoon, the bright morning sun
Bartered for a dim later day, night time
Becomes study time, time for sleep and fun
Are merged, sleep becomes your fun. What a crime!
Silly books! I’d prefer I were a plant,
A vegetable, a fruit tree or something,
Instead I’m skin, and here I write my rant
Wishing that I were a mindless being.
I wonder if there are any plants who’d
Like to trade bark for meet and flesh for wood.
"Prepare for Class" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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