Last Tuesday, Second and Third Periods -- a school poem

LAST TUESDAY, SECOND AND THIRD PERIODS
by
Gregory K.

Alas.
I’m in a class
Where the time just will not pass.

Tick tock.
It’s like a lock
Has been placed upon the clock.

Oh no.
I wanna go.
Time has never moved so slow.

Bell rings!
What joy that brings.
I can move to other things.

Alas.
Another class.
And the time, again, won’t pass.


(I'm posting an original poem-a-day through April in celebration of National Poetry Month. Links to this and other poems here on GottaBook (and there are lots of others, because poetry is NOT just for April) are collected over on the right of the blog under the headline "The Poems".)