The Day I Spent In Detention
For once this is a poem that really happened to me a long time ago.
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Sometimes I recall some deed of the past,
Why, that day I was really aghast.
I felt angry and humiliated
Decision taken made me frustrated.
I was just fifteen or so at that time,
A teacher considered mine a crime.
I was guilty, and easily distracted.
Outside I saw fireworks that attracted.
My teacher suffered from persecution,
He was strict, distracted no solution.
I was sent out of class, got reported,
Detention and conduct so distorted.
So there I was all alone in a class,
Punished by a maniac, harsh and crass.
I did not flinch but mutely bore it all.
Never went to his class despite his call.
Time passed all was forgiven, I was kind,
Thanked the lord my father was never fined.
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