High School, Then: Dead Poets' Society

Dead Poet’s Society

Deliverance from the draught!
Ever stoppered by the oppressive chains
Anger that courses through our pulsing veins
Death stops us not!
Pain is eternal yet at same ephemeral
O'er trials, tribulations, external and internal
Evermore the camaraderie, the friendship we share
Time shall not fade each other's care
Solace we've long sought!
Souls of the divide, united as one
On each other's arms sorrows are gone
Commonplace we seem, yet assuredly not!
In the midst of mediocrity
Ever we live in solidarity
Time may break us apart!
Yet the memories together will forever be a part