It's time for graduation now,
Of tributes and attention.
But amidst all the excitement
Is a growing apprehension.
From the first day of your classes
Until your graduation
Your life's been planned out for you
As you've sought your education.
In a Monday-Wednesday-Friday,
Or Tuesday-Thursday block
You've known each hour where you would be
(With one eye on the clock).
Your life's belonged to learning
In this broadening of your knowing.
Your weeks and days and hours
Have been filled to overflowing.
You've either been in classrooms
Or studying in a lab
Or buried in the library
Researching something drab.
You've read what you were told to read,
You've been where you should be.
You've been a scholar/soldier
On your march to liberty.
But now in robes and caps you march
And sit with learned friend,
And while the speakers speechify
You long for this to end.
You whole life is before you,
Or so the speakers say,
This day's "Your new beginning!"
You're finally on your way.
You're now a total summary
Of all your years at college.
You now know almost everything.
You're filled right up with knowledge.
But yet, you're still just sitting here.
You're still at their command.
You're getting very tired of this.
You want to take a stand.
You want to shout, "I will go forth!
I'll prosper and achieve!
I'll know all, do all, be all --
But you've got to let me leave!"
"I know I have the answers
To every single woe.
I'll make a global difference
But you've got to let me go!"
I understand the bigger plan
It really does make sense.
I'll change the whole wide world
If you'll just let me Commence!"
You finally hold diplomas
You finally stand and cheer
You finally head into the light
You're finally out of here.
And finally it hits you,
Your structured days are done.
You make the choices all alone;
The guidance is all gone.
So you march forth all self assured,
Determined and so steady,
But deep inside you're scared to death
And wonder ... Am I ready?
You can contact D. Louise Brown at maven_55@yahoo.com or leave a message at 625-4220.
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