If I was a child, I’d go out and play.
Not sit if front of the TV all day.
But, I could see how I would get pretty lazy.
If I ate enough chips and soda to go crazy.
Of course my feelings would always be intact.
Because everyone would be to afraid to have an impact.
In a California town they stopped using pens that are red.
It could hurt a child’s feelings they said.
I could no longer play tag in Attleboro, Mass.
Because someone may get hurt in between class.
The pledge of allegiance I can no longer say.
I guess God and country aren’t important anyway.
I can no longer learn. It’s not politely correct.
I’m sure living in a bubble will have no effect.
Teachers don’t have to speak English in Lowel, Mass.
I can’t tell what they what they are saying. How can I pass?
My teacher doesn’t have to teach. Her union is strong.
I guess they no longer care about what’s right and wrong.
It has been a long while since we could pray in schools.
I have to do what I’m told and follow the rules.
But it is still important. We have to do what is right.
So please, at your bed, pray for me tonight.









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