The Future Isn't Always Bright
Two men, both in caps and gowns,
Smile for their mother together
On the first day of their lives
Where they are no longer boys.
On the right is Mark, confidently
Showing all of his teeth with a smile
That compliments the three tassels
Around his neck, each their own color:
Purple for straight A's in every semester,
Blue for never missing a single day,
And green for over five hundred hours
Of volunteer work, though he thinks
He deserved a second one for hitting a thousand.
His face is cleanly shaven, his gown wrinkle-free;
Mark's graduation picture paints him
As one who seeks and expects success.
On the left is Grant, who's in the act
Of rolling his eyes at Mark and smirking.
He raises two fingers over Mark's head,
Mockingly imitating a bunny rabbit.
Not a single tassel can be seen around his gown,
Which he chose not to spend time ironing
In favor of going out to drink before the ceremony.
In his free hand is an empty beear bottle,
On his feet sandals despite