So, while at home several weeks ago, I discovered a yellow folder in my filing cabinet. (I could only bear to clean out half a drawer). It is Book of Poems by Ann Pittman from my 7th Grade Odyssey class.
And in light of a heated political climate and an ever-pressing need as a minister to encourage people to usher in the Kingdom of God (which ultimately points us away from ourselves and into the love of God - remember, to lose yourself is to find yourself!), I thought I would post this not-so-brilliant, but very honest poem by middle-schooler, Ann Pittman (Keep in mind there were patterns we were asked to follow which although it does not excuse the irrelevancy of stanza two, may make it forgivable).
A Wondering Poem
I do not understand
why clowns act as they do
why clowns play stupid for money
why children believe in them
But most of all I do not understand
why we study English
why we are graded on it
(Poets are the only ones who understand themselves anyway).
What I do understand is
that people are blind to the world's problems
because people are so caught up in themselves
and that's not what we're here for.
Yeah. Take that world. In case you were wondering, "that's not what we're here for."