Raiffa Syamil Assignment 2

What More?

Day after day after day after day

I drag my feet through clown colored hallways.

Drudgingly down the ever cycling stairs

Drowned in crumpled paper

Waterlogged textbooks

Leadless pencils

In the hope that there is something more.

Something more than what these tall walls mold me into.

Something more than waking up and walking through the same routine:

School, stress, sleep, repeat. School, stress, sleep, repeat.

Something more to love, to life, to find when we’ve all left this 12 chapter long story.

Something more to me.

My poem has quite a sad, miserable tone in the beginning. I used phrases that have the same rhythm to monotonous routine that is the source of all the miserable-ness and negative, heavy diction like clown colored, drudgingly, and drag to amplify the miserable tone. I then alluded to things that many students will find in their backpacks so they can relate their own struggles with the ones I outline here. Then I shift the tone with hope—a word with more of a positive connotation. There is still a sense of struggle that you can see through the diction choices, but as I lengthen the phrases I am trying to shift the story from actions to the thoughts of a student. So while one may feel absolutely miserable in this monotonous situation, the one thing getting them through is this hope for the future.