We strive twice a day to uphold our name,
and only when foe exposes our flaws,
with vigor, anger and integrity,
do we quickly crawl to the mighty law.
But, when the mighty sword presents its blade
before our heavenly, assuming eyes,
the sanctimonious pasts of our lives,
catch up with the trials of our decries.
It is your duty, as much as my own,
to carefully consider our actions,
and the indignation which we create,
within our insolent interactions.
Pity the world, or else this sorrow be,
The hindrance that will forever haunt thee.
Sophia Teng ’18