I wrote the following, based on Judith Viorst's poem of the same name, as part of an assignment for class.
IF I WERE IN CHARGE OF THE WORLD
If I were in charge of the world
I’d cancel poverty,
Term papers, and also
Bad T.V.
If I were in charge of the world
There’d be days of endless dancing,
Plenty of just-because champagne drinking, and
(Always) enough food to go around.
If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn’t have small talk.
You wouldn’t have whiners.
You wouldn’t have hair clogging the bathtub drain.
Or “I just don’t think that’s in the budget right now.”
You wouldn’t even have budgets.
If I were in charge of the world
A messy desk would be recognized as a sign of genius.
All men would be great communicators.
And a person who sometimes forgot to say thank you
And other times had trouble holding her tongue
Would still be allowed to be
In charge of the world.
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Hopefully this is the start of more regular updates. I'd really like to get back in the habit of writing here, as I'll be student teaching in Germany soon and plan to blog about the experience. More to come, then. (Fingers crossed, anyway.)
