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Gates Of Paradise
I'm in school staring out the window,
The school gates open, almost telling me
With words to just go, walk out,
Be as free as speech.
Cars cruise along,
Engines quiet and hoarse,
Drivers sunk into soft leather seats
Having a nice day.
I wish that was me right now.
Then partners stroll along,
Hands clasped tight,
May be walking in no real direction but
Having a nice day.
I wish that was me right now.
I'm halfway through the day,
But it has only begun.
If time was a plane, it would be in a hangar,
Still, not flying.
In the end though, I think of
The silver lining in a cloud.
The suffering of school
Brings beauty in life.
School will turn on the flashing lights
Of that airport landing strip,
Lead me in the direction of
Flying freely out of them school gates,
And through the gates of paradise.
poem
by
A.J. Ryan
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