The classroom's empty Just about there, dying Felt tip pens without lids Drying out, leaking colour Paintings flop on the floor Once full of beauty, life Photos stuck on the wall Of trips gone by, memories A sandcastle left in the box Like a row of domino's falling Pieces of work stacked in a pile With scribbles,cross outs and mistakes The teachers coffee going cold Getting cold, condescending in the air The classroom's empty No more life........dead