The Son is in Secondary School by Affran Sa’at
My badge has a Latin motto
Hope for the future
The future is hope
Or something
At times black crows try to interrupt
When we sing the National Anthem
It is difficult to maintain
The whiteness of my shoes
Especially on Wednesdays
I must admit there is something quite special
About the bare thighs of hardworking scouts
The Malay chauffeurs
Who wait for my schoolmates
Sit on the car park kerb
Telling jokes to one another
Seven to the power of five is unreasonable
On Chinese New Year
Mrs Lee dressed up
In a sarong kebaya
And sang Bengawan Solo
The capital of Singapore is Singapore
My best friend did a heroic thing once
Shaded all A’sFor his Chinese Language
Multiple-choice paper
In our annual yearbook
There is a photograph of me
Pushing a wheelchair and smiling
They caught me
At the exact moment
When my eyes were actually closed
This poem tells about how he never understood his school's motto although he was there for 6 years. He also shares his good memories. The author is also trying to say that he did not cherish his primary school days and is feeling rather sad.
The School by Joel Lee:
The forgotten cupboard
Once carried tons of books
The forgotten table
once unblemished
The forgotten alley
once echoing our laughter
oh how much have changed!
oh , i like your poem
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