This one, I promise
Will not take time
For this is about
A most common sight
And of the difference
That differentiation bore
Between an unpolished shoe
And its neat and clean brothers
Long after school
When spirited young feet
Refused to retreat
And be homewards bound
All sweaty and gasping
Over their silly games
Dusty shoes separate
These rebels from the obedient
And while mornings begin
With prayers and pledges
These dirty shoes make their way
Fearlessly through every day
Treading upon uncut grass
Not to offend authority
But to figure why
Some things are prohibited
-K.G.
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