I wrote this when our chemistry ma’m was taking her class. It was an afternoon class where, we were all sleepy after our meals and waiting for the insulin surge to bring us back to life from that coma like state. Quite obviously, we were not interested in listening to the manufacture of certain nitroglycerides and their structures and characteristics…. It was practically a lullaby for our already sleepy selves. So this poem was written then….
IN THE CHEMISTRY CLASS….
While in the chemistry class i sit
I search to laugh for some tit bit…
My eyes wander across the length of the class
Searching for something interesting in the mass…
I notice people yawning widely
With heavy eyelids curtaining sleepily…
There are others earnestly listening
Putting up a good show pretending…
Some like my neighbour go endlessly chattering
Giving the jaws little rest, even while writing…
Some like me sit nonchalantly
While others continue to dream on gallantly….
In short, in this uninteresting period of time
I got to see many a good mime…
Which helped me write,
My poem, in spite
Of our teacher’s vigilance,
While she continued with her chemical sense….