freerainbowchildren

Everyday, you see a girl walking down the hallway Of your high school Passing endless rows of lockers, Monochromatic sea of gray Past walls crammed leaving no room for empty whiteness, Clean, absent, sterile Filled with ads for homecoming dance That no one will ever remember Voices chattering incessantly about Stories of Who is with who Contemplation of male organs Dancing behind zippers of homeboy pants Stupid television shows "Remember, the media is always right" They practice and they preach Who will win the presidential election The war raging in some third world country The blast of a gun fired in a lonely town threatens To make its