Sometimes_In_St_Felix - Part 4 (Senior Class) Poem by Alexandrian Ink

Clinging on the metamorphosis of nature
a guy goes along to venture
but my movement restricted
my limited space confined
sooner than I became a malefactor
under the siege of the rector
going towards to gate expelled
coming back to the school fulfilled
but later went back to the game, alas
when I found myself in the highest class.
Then we hustled for remnant
now plus, chef, indomie and peanut.
I felt like having a school son
I nicknamed myself #Alexon
Running through the pine roads to the town
sensitive to every light flashing white or brown
we sailed along with tension
due to the nature of our formation
amidst success in line with our plans
we had our hearts in our hands
but still I could believe that St. Felix
‘SFS' is indubitably ‘Suffer For Six'

#Itz_Dabi_Alexon

July 26