happy valedictorian on the front page
ecstatic grads raised diplomas
hats airborne on the second
I wonder about today’s youth
if they see the barbed wire out there
the divided camps of belief
the factions of thought
the torn curtains from a
country’s battles at windows
the extreme temperature of opinion
the bloodless wounds that slowly bleed
or maybe they do know how awful
and bitter it is and believe their innocent
dreams will make things better
perhaps it was inevitable that one day
someone decided to add sugar to bitter
rhubarb and make a pie
as unique as a nation
working out its differences
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