Red Rover, Red Rover
Creative Works… 96
by Camie Del Rosario
Red rover, red rover; Won’t somebody teach me the game? Red rover, red rover; Looks like no one’s headed my way. So I sit upon the asphalt, there before my class, Sitting there waiting with all the people Who turned their backs. Red rover, red rover; No one’s coming to me Sitting on the asphalt before classes, The youth, we observe everything. I never learned ring around the rosie; I only learned the art of being lonely.
