In this Collaborative Feature, three pairs of KidSpirit writers from around the world met over video chat for one-on-one conversations about education in their communities.
In the fifth grade, as we were all discovering our freedom as pre-teens, my class decided to explore a problem that took this freedom away – child labor.
Thou whose lips flower in earnest,
Thou who lingers in contemplation sublime,
Spiritual historian whose eternal success,
Transcends the manacles of ephemeral time.
What tragedy graces thy soul’s complex shape,
Romance fractured or prohibited growth?
With reflection, was thy death truly in Italy?
Or home in England, or possibly both?
What were thy dreams that never escaped?
What was thy wish for thy legacy?
What great revelation was thy life’s sacrifice?
What ending were thou planning, how would thou bless?
Thou knew the world better than most, yet thou lies
Silent, in the ground in garlands dressed.
What proverb of being did thou grasp, so sure,
Or what enigma did thou have yet to quell?
Spoken words undying, though those unspoken we mourn,
Chained within thy skeletal breast, evermore.
Thy wisdom silent be, and not a soul to tell
How thy hoped of life lived, and passions unborn.
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