Josiah Perez, Head Editor
February 20, 2020
Upon request, the magazine will be posting a student poem by the Warrior Writer’s Club regularly.
The first poem for this series is by Monserrath Santos, a Righetti junior and President of the Warrior Writer’s Club. They wrote this poem in February 2020 for the Valentine’s Day theme in the WWC meeting.
Apple
By: Monserrath Santos
From a young tree I see you falling,
It must be fate, or just the birds calling.
You’re red as love, and I’m sad as blue,
Yet I feel the happiest when I’m with you.
You’re the cinder of my eye, your incandescent,
Fair, red skin, and not to mention
You’re sweet as pie.
But when that fair skin of yours,
When it bruises is the day that I’ll die!
Oh, my dear apple, I have a question,
And I must ask it.
Why did I see you in Becky’s basket??
Huh? Yep, you’ve been caught you can’t hide.
While I’ve been picking these dumb apples
Hour after hour, you’ve been hanging with
Her on the side. I didn’t like you anyways, you
Were always to sour. You best believe it, wherever
You get married ill burn down the chapel! But anyways,
Happy Valentines, my ugly, sour, mushy apple.
