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Eero Arum
11th Grade
HS of American Studies @ Lehman College
Ode to the Peeling Walls of the Schoolhouse in Chankom
We wandered in the rooms that night
The maps were falling off the wall
The moon shone down a tranquil light
A faint dim white enveloped all
The roof was gone, the doors broken
The desk and chairs were overturned
With no fence, the school was open
A place where children once had learned
A boy sat on the street outside
He watched us wander in the ruin
His sullen face, bereft of pride
Showed years of aging far too soon
My eyes darted away;
I was guilty.
Christ was nailed to the cross and he was look at us.
I saw something in his eyes.
Apathy?
His eyes said nothing.
