Sofia Ra Poet Ballad

School Yard Politics

In the school yard
I am a politician 
I am adding subtracting some sort of division 
Ladies check out my fresh foamposites I rock with precision 
Not the smartest my homework always needed a revision 
So don't copy my answers in class it needs more erudition 
I am on a mission to score a sweet shorty I am not worried about the competition 
Running the school yard is my ambition
Girls in the corner the boys staring like an exhibition
Their is a hierarchy everyone striving for that representation
As if their is an invisible partition
Cool vs lame concealed segregation 
An unremitting orientation 
Not keeping up with the style is unforgiven
Forever banished, extradition 
Tomorrow and the day after will be the same game, endless repetition

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Pipping Stars December 22, 2017 at 12:56 PM oh boy ... we wanna play in some of your rain word games ... will you be our smart word tutor ...

Chris Green March 29, 2017 at 7:19 AM Oh how I remember those days, it seemed the schoolyard was the best place to be. The recess bell and exits flooded with kids just anticipating the schoolyard happenings (politics) I like how you did this Sofia. The Queen of the Yard. :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 28, 2017 at 9:28 PM Wow, yeah, so glad school is a forever shrinking memory, it was so huge, massive at the time; you have captured that angst here so well. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 28, 2017 at 9:45 PM Exactly! ;) Sofia Ra March 28, 2017 at 9:35 PM Thank you. Crazy how it felt like the hardest and most important time. In reality, probably was one of the easiest if I wouldn't of cared so much