The Moderate Guard Anonymous,

12

Art thou now so fast asleep

Slumped against thy post, Pushing back the helping hands

In thy slumbering pose?

Wherefore art thou standing still While the hands raise up their voices?

Why do they slide down that slippery slope

As thee coat it with more vices?

But wosrt of all is the vice of detachment

As yea stand in the way of the hands.

Thy indifference towards their vital pleas Impedes their work with silence.

And in this silence corrupt beings grow, Slowly invading the minds of all. Their sinister work ensnares all who can hear, But those who listen know their seeds to be empty.

And empty reasons are all they can convey, Yet still it enwraps the minds of so many. But yea could have saved all from this fate, If thy indifference was now changed to haste.

Yet the door thy back is fluch against Cannot be opened while thee sit and gaurd it. And so the hands must wait in vain

For a change in gaurd at dawn at last.

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“Assortment of Color” by Jammie Arroyo, 12, Digital Design

“Other Side” by Ty Perusky, 12, Photography

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