Class Of Art Poem by sookdeo manansingh manansingh

I am delighted to sit amongst students who practice art
each with a unique piece well -crafted and so smart

some on a canvas blending colors of paint
that will cause your imagination to faint

some using shades of pencils to create a portrait
which brings out the hidden shadows of little weight

out of waste to create a different shape and form
the message brings a bright vision to transform

the patterns of tie and dye washed as though in blood
to signal the loss of the village's wealth after the flood

a garment fit for a princess someone neatly knit
every piece of the puzzle so perfectly fit

while some build toy houses out of plasticine
what an organized classroom with so many scenes