The Task

The Task
Jeff Grove

They surge into my class

Like a storm tide at flood.

Enough energy erupts

To power a metropolis.

Creative expression

Within their grasp,

Their thoughts yet wander

To myriad concerns

Removed from our subject

By miles of youth.

Parents who care.

Parents who don’t.

Boyfriends and girlfriends.

Homework and tests.

Following trends.

Being unique.

Planning their futures.

Slacking with games.

What did you hear

Today out at lunch?

It all lies right there,

Yet so far away.

How can I calm them,

Focus their minds,

And harness the power

That lies within them

To set their souls free

To sing their own truth?