Graduation


The cloud of faces euphoric,
Able to rise from hoi polloi,
Lustrous robes and black,
Smiles stretched as far apart.

The pendulum swung to and fro,
The past and the future,
The past seemed trifling,
The future glorious.

I stood there, heart pounding,
Tears asked consent,
Pride cartes blanche denied,
Walked to the podium to be a free man.

Each step labored pain,
Agony that carried dreams,
Ever resounding village boy glories,
This pain felt different, yet same.

Mother cried out loud,
Seemed so far, yet the dots connect,
Voices echo day in and out,
But the cash registers clinked.

I vowed to return,
The count kept climbing,
Soon to realize, do I honor,
My birthplace or my sprog’s.

Old faces faded, old lands deformed,
Visit did I all, having to return,
Every tear of blood, father,
Fertilized the fear, pain and anguish.

Close was I to climb the stairs,
Vowed like all others to return,
Each step weighed a ton,
I claimed progression.

Flash, color and smile,
Lost again in the crowd,
Smiled to hide the tear,
The tear that stayed within,
And never saw light.


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