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August 2006 EOP Newsletter
- From The Director
- Give a Helping Hand
- Financial Aid News
- Peer Tutoring Services
- Career Corner Extras
- Poetry Corner "What Happens If I Move Ever So Slightly"
- What Is Your Favorite Gary Owen's Quote
- Know Your Counselor
- Student Spotlight
- Letter From Margery Room
- Train Of Thought
- Hispanic Heritage Month Celebration: La Hora de Diversion
Poetry Corner “What Happens If I Move Ever So Slightly”
By: Samuel Bell Jr.
At random, fear and failure work as a tandem, and the deep sighs of tears become my song and anthem, but every song has a meaning so interpret mine, it isn’t easy so I wither in the darkness from time to time, but the look on my face says it all, I enjoy my walks down the long, comfortably lit wooden floor halls, because the work it takes to put myself in position to fail, overshadows any progress I make on the Oregon Trail, but if a college degree is society’s holy grail, then maybe my six years haven’t been thrown in a garbage pail; that is if I finish.
But what is finite if you still feel unsupported? Life slowly becoming aborted and everything is still distorted, out of all the relationships I’ve courted and I still choose to be single, I guess maybe I underestimate the power of pluralism, but in the cloud of harsh decisions where you’re unsure of the results given, we find a little too much pleasure in the power of the forbidden, without that many find it hard to continue living, forget to spread the fertilizer on the grass spikes and seeds, then find the ugly results hard to believe, deem Samuel unconscious because I live by a different creed, I would like to free myself from captivity like a hostage, remove the bandage from my head, the duct tape from my sore lips and renew the lost grip, of my battered hands because I’ve fallen short of societal demands, trends, beliefs and behaviors, and I neglect to understand how you grade the lessons learned in failure;
But I’ve typed a million letters and numbers onto a computer screen, I couldn’t tell you what I’ve learned, so at every single turn, I reiterate that as I start every college term, I become a little more lost and all of my effects reflect the cause, falling further in debt like a bottomless cave, eventually I’ll hit the bottom and then look up at my impossible climb, and potentially conclude that with that to look forward to maybe I should leave myself behind, because I always felt I could do the impossible, complete any task, so maybe conceding to this isn’t so bad, let everyone take their verbal jabs and in the end realize that maybe I don’t want what they think they have; As the years progress I decrease in activity, or at least that’s how it feels so how do I discover longevity?
By keeping myself active amongst all the office jobs, homework and computer usage, boy we sure use time effectively, anyhow, I feel as though society disrespects me, tosses me in many directions without further notice, but I aspire to emerge from the effects of the mislead, by moving ever so slightly and consuming my share of society’s loaf of bread.
