By Meriem Cherif
Looking at the digital clock,
We’ve got nine minutes more,
The day-to-day monotony,
Study hall is such a bore,
Don’t feel like starting homework,
I slyly scan the room,
Not one friend in sight,
Must I succumb to this gloom?
Finished texting my friends,
And I’m still bewildered by the news,
History class in my pajamas,
Calculus wearing no shoes,
Pressing wrong links,
I coolly scan my room,
Turning back to my laptop,
I’m ready to try out Zoom!
Clambering out of bed,
I get ready with closed eyes,
Hopefully the Wifi isn’t spotty,
Charge my laptop before it dies,
Backpack sits untouched,
I wearily scan the room,
Sighing in exasperation,
I wonder when life will resume.