Red Rover, Red Rover … Camie Del Rosario

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.