Entertainment

POETRY: Finals

Sitting in a silent room.

A vision of my impending doom.

For the day of finals has begun,

Forcing stress onto everyone.

The chromebooks open, the tests begin

A game of knowledge few can win.

The words on the screen stare at me,

Waiting for me to fail with glee.

I click the answers,

My breath I hold,

I finish the test, and all is gold.

I walk to the next hour,

Thoughts of tests making me sour,

The teacher smiles and then she says,

“Get ready for the finals test!”

By: Brig Larson

Photo Credit:  oralanswers.com

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