A Great Love AffairA Poem by Julian LorenzanaTension between teenagers from the west side and those from the east side led to bussing of students from one side to the other in the 70's Tension diminished. District planned to end the bussing.A Great Love Affair
Quite a few years ago Morale is really okay. we
heard of many a fight
The children are the
best. Ill feeling there was so. in their great learning quest. The West was always West. If some get out of hand The East was always East. and overstep their bounds, One side was called the beast those children our boss hounds. And that side was aware Virtues of rules he expounds. but it didn’t really care. Compliance he’ll demand.
Our children went to school The children do regret at their own neighborhood. behaving like great fools. The West thought it was cool. But children do forget The other side didn’t care. the purpose for these rules. With tension in the air, where all do as they please something had to be done people don’t feel at ease before fist fighting would because there is no peace. turn to fights with a gun. They’re not democracies.
Our district a plan set It seems as if we still where children from both sides have people who of late would go to different schools. have not yet had their fill The idea was a good bet. of racism and hate. Some children took bus rides They’re willing to erase that became daily pools. all that children have done. Teachers were also involved They want to take the fun and this de-neighborhood and the peace they have won has been working real good. by living as one race.
Quite sorry we will be Every teacher is great! in three, two, or one year, We really get along! if we all live to see This rapport will not break. what we all seem to fear. It will remain for long. I’m sure we’ll all bemoan, It’s not an endless love and even be in pain, for each other we share. if we don’t see again But we don’t really care, all the great social gain as long as this affair the children all have shown. is blessed by God above.
Now
children get along We work
as a good team: and fights occur no more. that our smiles never fade. Some want a melting pot, With our hearts full of glee, where we all live as one. we do all things with zest. But as long as our Juan I think we are the best is kept away from John, of all staffs in the West. this idea is going to pot. We’re like a family.
The teachers at this school One of the greatest guys their jobs they do enjoy. our boss, he really is. Their work they think is cool With his wide-open eyes, as it brings them great joy. there’s nothing he will miss. Their knowledge they impart To better our work do, before their children leave. this way he helps us all. You had better believe But we must stand quite tall that what children receive if he should ever call. comes from deep in the heart. Or he’ll bid us adieu.
We think it’s only fair Let’s hope and pray, my friend that our boss gets involved that the children stay put. in a problem we share But if the district sends that needs to be resolved. them to their neighborhood I think we all will have away peace they’ll have thrown to wish, to hope and pray Let none of us forget that all of us will stay. that this they’ll soon regret Who will be going away, For surely they will get to break up our great staff? what they alone have sown
Aquel temor, quizás, Unos, al regresar que había entre los dos, a propia vecindad, ahora sea infundado. iran a privarse. No existe ya más Pues se van a encontrar porque se han ido los sin otra etnicidad del Este al otro lado. con quien puedan rosarse.
El Oeste aminoró. Sólo en la vecindad no sé adónde partió, del Oeste habrá porque fue remplazado. esa oportunidad, El Este ya creció, De la conversación pues su gente aumentó, que a todos llevará y vive al otro lado. A la asimilacion Perdone Usted © 2015 Julian Lorenzana |
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Added on January 17, 2015 Last Updated on January 17, 2015 AuthorJulian LorenzanaCAAboutI'm a retired teacher who loves to write songs, poems, and short stories. more..Writing
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