Last period at school…

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This afternoon at school our class went sour

when some folk in the habit of regard

-ing others with less honour in this hour, 

continued to say things that were quite hard

to handle for another in the room,

& then enjoyed a laugh at their expense. 

The teacher in my class saw we were doomed 

but couldn't turn the tide (in his defence)-

the videos that might have helped us out 

would not be accessed - yet they took a while

to login to to watch the i-view. Gout,

or suffering alike, was on the dial

of most within the class this per-i-od

of time where we were all together in

the room, though each as separate different bod.

were trying to be one there. Did we win?

Well, probably, we didn’t much. Let’s see …

But, if we learn from this, if each takes on

a piece of what could be done diff’rently…

then this might be the first line in a song

that gets a diff’rent tune as it goes on,

becoming sweeter, drawing us all in.

I think I like that metaphor. Be gone! -

that dooming voice that paints all life as “sin”.

I’ll learn the bit I can. I’ll try it out.

I think I'll need some help along the way.

Creative positive regard, no doubt

I'll need your help to do a diff’rent day!

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