By: Doug W.

-Dedicated to the Class of 2015

Promises of future glory – salvation in the end –
Are but hope, if not deceit, to the presently condemned:
Those of us who toil daily, wage war against ourselves;
Those of Sisyphean fate; those damned to self-made Hells.
To Submit is not within our will, but Pressed, we must comply.
And though, indeed, they rack us all, these truths most near Apply
To those who have or will progress…
Through the college application process.

By: Douglas W.

The student sits as teacher talks

His flitting eyes pass o’er the clocks,

He is sincere; he wants to learn,

He listens close but still doth yearn

For secret knowledge unbeknown

To teacher perched high on his throne.