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Graduation Day

For these which stand before you good parents and friends 
Are embellished with all your dreams for futures to come
Dressed in alma mater robe, mortar hat and tassel are adorned
You have gathered as witness for this day of a dozen years longed
It is your hearts with pride as you watch and listen with both a smile and tear
For that so cherished name upon your lips anticipating  
Awaiting the bursting applause with in your hearts
Viewing now the man whom you once held in your arms
As your graduate smiles and takes his just earned reward
Hail to thee- our alma mater- do the graduates stand and sing
Hail to thee – may we always remember the cost of this liberty

Copyright © Mark Goodson

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They said I was chosen, one in a million Part of an elite few, the men among children Chosen to leave everything behind for education, Engineering students, the pride of the nation! Four years of hard work and determination, Came close to failure, arrears, termination; Dreams shattered, spirits broken, total annihilation; New goals, new beginnings, rose up, rejuvenation. Attended classes, learned stuff, ultimately forgot it Placement time we revised, made up stuff, they bought it Now we are placed and getting ready to face the world We overcame; we conquered; we are Engineers!

Copyright © Samuel John

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What they didn't tell her about Fairy tales

They told me from the time I was two
“One day prince charming is coming for you!”

They made me read these inspiring fairy tales
About mermaids, evil step mothers and 
servants whose childhoods were unfair,

They told me that even if I was troubled and had to put up with a lot,
That someday my adversaries would have to surrender
to me and scrub my pots,

They told me I wasn’t alone; animals would be my friend
So I tried that, then one night they bit me, 
I suffered another tragic end

They said to always be kind-hearted that’s what all man want,
When I got into high school I found out no one wanted to talk to the fat girl in the corner who ate chocolate glazed croissants 

They told me to find seven dwarfs, a crew of little people
My school only had four of them 
Their names were; scuba, geek freak, muffin top and meatball

In eleventh grade they said, "ask God for a fairy godmother to get a dress for the prom"
I went to a Catholic Church, got one for 75 cents, 
with red stripes and one missing arm

They said after graduation the wise thing to do would be to go to college 
and Not rush into getting married
So I got knocked up my senior year by the school janitor,
His name is "Prince Larry!"

I dropped out a month before school ended and you’ll never guess where I reside
I am currently employed doing Disney parties, where I get to dress up as all the great characters who told me those fabulous lies.
Got to Love fairy tales…

By: Sabina Nicole

Copyright © Sabina Nicole

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The Great March

The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
An event that needs a celebration,
This is for real, not a hallucination.

The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
After the long four years as slave,
And sleeping at days like nights in grave.

The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
The end of being slave of dream and aspiration,
Thanks to all who became inspirations.

The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
This march is not about to die,
Yet it is about to cry.

The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
Soon to chase success in stampede,
Now a fruitful tree from a simple seed.

Copyright © Mckhy Styx Mallari