Ode to The Global Leaders

To start, I think we should thanketh our teachers, Fletcher and Marchian

They have harbored our reasons as to why we’re here

I can’t promise it, but I have a feeling we’ll continue to lead on

I hope you think back and happily endear

There is nothing like being a “Global Leader”

Not to mention being in classes with dozens of them

It’s quite exhilarating to watch them as they are achievers

But behind the fulfilment, there is some mayhem

Despite my lack of assiduousness

This is the only “rhymes” I’ll have in this poem

Do not worry for there is more to express

Because there are things that have not been spoken

These leaders are endlessly entertaining

They never get tired of their entirety

They’re passionate about what they do

And they’re not bad at it, either

They’re shameless

They remind each other they love one another

They sing and dance like they’re alone

And smother each other with their presence

We’ve spent most days together

Talking and expressing our sentiments

And hyping up each person as if we’re extolling ourselves

And I hope you never really stop.

We have made a place in this room

It may not necessarily be a sum of our parts together

But we have left a mark in each other

With this group considered “mere students”

Held the best intentions and values for ourselves and others

Inclusiveness, genuinty, and realization that work hard is necessary

We have unintentionally taught ourselves to be our own fires

And sustained our own declarations of independence

And held our truths to be self evident that we’re all created to be equitable

Even if Thomas Jefferson didn’t get to it, we’ll include women and men and everything in between  in the sequel