Late Nights
Close your eyes, take another breath
Don't let your mind make a war of this
Another assignment, another sip of water
Let the breath, go and open your eyes
Look around if needed, but focus
It's nothing really, only a few five months
Summer will be back soon, don't worry
Pick up the pencil, look at the paper
Stretch your fingers if needed, stretch too
It's almost as if you're to run a mile
Alright
Problem number one of the twenty problems
This shouldn't be hard
This poem is about:
My community