It's All Up To You Scholarship (Scholarship Slam)
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Why did you leave?
Why did I heave?
Why did I let you walk all over me and leave painful footprints?
Though you have eyes, you cannot see me
Yet a blind man could see me as clearly as the day
One summer night.
A circle of friends made angels in the grass.
Cracking jokes
with sickly, twisted laughter that dripped of desperation.
A cancer patient,
An illegal student.
They both have in common
As much as they differ.
Striving for a chance
To continue the journey,
A fight to advance
Ahead in this life.
The tick of the grandfather clock is absent.
No clicking, no sirens alerting those nearby, nothing.
Time has stopped, life ceases to continue.
