A faithful old school lies abandoned
Consumed by darkness, it cries
Sighing in despair, longing for what was
Moaning as it slowly dies
It remembers the children's laughter
Echoing through the halls
Bells ringing, pages turning
The sound of teachers' calls
But today it's reduced to ruins
Memories still haunt its doors
It will never be restored again
Crumbling ceilings, rotten floors
This school will always remember
Though our memory eventually fades
The way things were many years in the past
In its old, unforgettable days

Akara K.

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