Frustration

I’m at a loss for words right now

When asked what’s going on,

There’s turmoil in our district

With our superintendent done and gone.

Can I say that I am mad

With the injustice of it all?

For she’s leaving big shoes to fill

For whomever answers the call.

Do I say that I am sad

That our district is so divided?

We no longer act as one,

But instead, a ship misguided.

Would it be okay to say

I’m embarrassed and appalled?

My pride in my district

Has taken a mighty fall.

But when I look more closely,

There is still so much to love.

The people that I work with

Are going far and above.

For the students are always first

In everything we do,

Doing what is best for them

Despite actions of a few.

So when others start to inquire

About the direction that’s been taken,

I’ll stand up for our Panther Pride

Although we are a little shaken.

We mourn what we have lost,

We now hope for what is best.

We pray for positive changes

As we restart and reinvest.