That Treacherous Sight

Twas fear that overtook me on that godforsaken night

When lo before me lay a horrific, treacherous sight.

Behold before me stood 400 beady eyes,

All awaiting my demise, that is, my high school graduation speech.

With shaky hands I grabbed my speech,

Yet no sound escaped my mouth, except a timid screech.

My breath had seized,

My stomach overturned,

And sweat began to flow.

But as I looked into the crowd,

I saw my father being proud.

I saw my friends’ pearly whites.

I saw my teachers’ sheer delight,

And I knew, this treacherous sight was, in fact, why I was there that night.

I was there to be a light,

I was there to show that it can be done.

I was there to show that through hard work and determination, anything is possible.

And as I looked up at that treacherous sight,

I smiled for I knew I’d overcome my plight

And saw my future burning bright.