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Thursday, June 13, 2013

Lucky 13

I can’t wait to leave home.

This is what everyone’s saying
The cracked record replaying
The message we’re laying down 
As we exit this town
But I can’t relate
I’m having an internal debate
Leaving 
Makes me feel as safe
As sitting shotgun in a car driven by Amanda Bynes
I've been looking into our graduation
And what did I find?
We are the class of 2013
This dulls the sheen
Of this whole diploma-tic scene
There’s no number cursed like ours
Once I exit this stage it’ll get bizarre
The earth will implode
We’ll immigrate to Mars
Creating a neighborhood in the stars
When we don’t know our non-milky way
What I’m trying to say
Is that I’m terrified that things won’t stay the same
We’re going too far away 
Where no one knows our names

But then memories of Syosset pulse through my veins
And the intangible explains
That we might not be lucky
But we are smart
We've learnt the art of following a heart
We studied revolutions and how they start
In phys ed we defied painful strides
And flew across fields like darts
In bio we did dissections
In history we explored elections
How to mend society’s imperfections
We glimpsed into our reflections
And in health we played our hands 
and became fans of introspection
Syosset was an infection of a direction
We found where we going and nothing stopped us
We faced tragedy but nothing dropped us
This class survived asbestos, 9/11, and the Jersey Shore
We saw injustice and it left us wanting more
We read books as heavy as lead
And thread concepts like the IRS and biceps
We dove into depths of morality
We recognized the value to avert your eyes
And realize that a pretty face has no place above your personality
We showed reality the door and did more than anyone imagined we could do
We rocked that purell during swine flu
And we grew
And grow
And we know 
That the ability to show is just as great as to tell
We witnessed war and hell
And when we fell
We recovered from the trauma
We didn't cry to Mama
Or revel in the drama 
For we understand 
Crevices in the land only make green hills
So beautiful that they instill thousands of thrills
The memory from these four years fills us
Which a rush
When something is wrong we refuse to be hushed
And we might be leaving home but home is not leaving us
You will always be a brave
You will always have the courage to save
Someone on the run from treachery
You can change where you’re going 
But not where you’re from 
And because I am from Syo
I will be brilliant, not dumb
We will hum beauty into the silence of oppression
We will survive recessions
Depressions
And obsessions
Because we know how to question
I have a confession
I've sat through thousands of classes
But I've only learned one lesson
’13 might not be lucky
But it’s lucky for us
Because we made it that way
Because we have a lust for innovation
Deliberation 
And creation
And I hope you’ll use every moment as inspiration
To be a deviation from the ordinary
Because we are extraordinary
We are the generation 
That’ll revolutionize our nation
And this is not a graduation
But an invitation from the future
That you cannot defer
So congratulations
We are lucky 13
Today is our formation
Each conversation is an oration
Each sunrise is a standing ovation
Each sensation is integration
Each imagination is illumination
So let’s throw our caps up in exhilaration 
Because this is our time for celebration.

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