I'm in school staring out the window, <br />The school gates open, almost telling me <br />With words to just go, walk out, <br />Be as free as speech. <br /> <br />Cars cruise along, <br />Engines quiet and hoarse, <br />Drivers sunk into soft leather seats <br />Having a nice day. <br />I wish that was me right now. <br /> <br />Then partners stroll along, <br />Hands clasped tight, <br />May be walking in no real direction but <br />Having a nice day. <br />I wish that was me right now. <br /> <br />I'm halfway through the day, <br />But it has only begun. <br />If time was a plane, it would be in a hangar, <br />Still, not flying. <br /> <br />In the end though, I think of <br />The silver lining in a cloud. <br />The suffering of school <br />Brings beauty in life. <br /> <br />School will turn on the flashing lights <br />Of that airport landing strip, <br />Lead me in the direction of <br />Flying freely out of them school gates, <br />And through the gates of paradise.<br /><br />A.J. Ryan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gates-of-paradise-2/
