April First Poem
By Lylianna L. and Asia A.; Staff Writers
The day of tricks is upon us.
The day that friends will play pranks on other friends for small laughs
This is the day of tricksters
They hide behind fake identities so they can join the fun
Dear tricksters, how is it that you have fooled so many?
How is it that you can make us relive the same moment forever?
Why must you torment us so?
This day is for tricks. Not for guilt and regret by plaguing us with what we’ve done.
But who will save us all from our own guilt?
We all must realize that the tricksters
are just a figment of our imagination.
They are inside us, eating away our happiness
and replacing it with sadness
We must realize
We are the tricksters
we are doing this to ourselves.