Meeting held. Instructions done.
Sent our structured way.
We check them in and fill out forms.
Yes . . . it’s testing day.
I watch the shuffle, the shaking knee,
The chew and necklace spin,
Hair that’s twirled and silent taps,
The squirm from seats they’re in.
While none will cheer, they persevere
Like troopers in a storm,
Cal-cu-la-tor screens were bright
When lights went out that morn.
Some rooms were moved out of dark
To windows with a view
And though they tried, Admin decides
“This test is void for you.”
Meeting held. Instructions done.
Sent our structured way.
To check them in and fill out forms,
The NEXT testing day
They’re all on time and ready to go
They don’t want to wait.
“Let’s get this done”; they give their best
While I contemplate.
The effort seen as they test on
Their hope for futures bright
Will likely be for those I see.
Yes, they are fit to fight.
Regardless of the road ahead
With struggles unforeseen,
I think they’ll rise above this tide
For of this crop – they’re cream
Meetings held. Instructions done.
They’ll go their random ways.
To check out life, still fill out forms.
No structured testing days.
~ LB