Found Poetry

We each have a choice.

As Dreamers, we stand.

We each have needs.

Money needs can be reduced to ashes.

Where you can find money is the question.

Where?

Attending Columbia College is one way.

The Key is in each of our hands.

But would we use the Key?

We each are on the Roadway to success.

We pass Willow, Sugar Pine, and Sequoia.

We recycle past knowledge, yet continue to learn.

Columbia College is a Labyrinth.

The Choice is Ours.