Wings// of College

A poem about the woes of college

Wings// of College

        Tis' a fine day of college.

Left & Right are thy memories of secondary education

which thou hath left eons ago. Those are the days of

yore and yesterday that live in thou, as I,

today embrace my future!

 

        While these classes grow harder,

I learn much faster. Each semester is a year

of high school compressed, and a bit more.

 

        Yet each day grows older and

longer as I train myself to savor each and

every free second, liberated from the chains

of education. Homework, projects, assignments,

quizzes, tests and exams galore fester and invade

my fading hour glass. It feels like a never ending

plague but yet I continue.

 

        This is the war that I, we.... no everyone

faces when they ascend into the heavenly, demonic, realm

that which is called College. That place can truly, truly, truly

be the best of times and the worst of times, but it is certainly

a place that many remember forevermore.

 

        Many will fall and grosses more will rise, ready

to fight to the bitter end for the prize, the glowing sheet of

awesomeness. Over 400, befell the gaze of “death” and 42 more,

will be consumed. Can one stand, the tests of time and the pangs

of pages and paper cuts?

 

        To others, it is another world bustling with friends, enemies,

allies and foes alike. Pen, Pencil, Eraser, Highlighter and ruler

are just some of many weapons students arm themselves as

they fight in “another” world. They rest in breaks and “study”

in libraries, for the room of books is definitely the new

strategy room.

 

        One can easily except OVER nine thousand hours

gametime when they enter College, the MMORPG. Its insane,

yet a necessity to scores of people who live and play

endlessly until they graduate. They “sleep” in dorms and BTW

did you pick your “class” yet?

        

        As I “fly” higher still passing friends, I remember that

this “moment of time” lasts but four years and then forever gone. My

luminous feathers show me my past as I walk onwards in this “future.”

As the glowing sun of tomorrow rises, I bathe in its holy light that shatters

the darker, cloudy fragments that I cling onto. The Nimbus Maze opens as

I find out my answer.

 

        While the war may never end, I know NÖW what

it means it to be a college student. Its not full of lulz or 404 Not Founds

It doesn't crash and fsck╬ and it isn't an impossible integration. It not

dimensionless or emotionless♪. Its not a dirt bag of woes or an agony stone.

It doesn't put me in jail or let me collect $200 because I passed GO. Its not

a maelstrom of hate. Its not a lullaby of insanity or a song of love. Its not a

sea of paint or a wormhole of word. Its not a trail of tears or the rain that is. For IT,

not What is...Information Technology mind you, but it is....

 

( A ) Allusions

( B ) Memes

( C ) References

( D ) Life

( E ) All of the Above

 

        Another world of illusion allusions. In conclusion the answer will always be E since its full of allusions, memes and references. Some you may never get.

 

[Magen Kumquat]