Oakwood Collegiate Institute - Oracle Yearbook (Toronto Ontario, Canada)

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AND IT DIED Why don ' t you cry, Children dear? Why do you sit and stare each day As statutes, synthetically created? Arise and cry; a great man has passed away. And why don ' t you cry, Children dear? And why don ' t you show some grief? Come, my children, mourn with me For the man who died with a traditional belief. And why should we mourn, Mother dear? Why should we cry and shed wasted tears? This man — we know him not For he came before our infant years. Why should we be hyp ocrites and agree with man Who sheds tears because of memories past? For they are all gone as ancient clippings Which have rotted and did not last. So, preach to others, Mother dear; For we must look to what lies ahead. Let us forget the tears, the mourning, And the sorrow for those long past dead. What has happened, Children, dear? Where is love and all other emotion. Have they died with that great man Whoni now we bury without commotion? Above the mound of dust A stone stands and dies. With the bones deep therein And the golden, red sunrise. The place is surrounded By weeds, the portrait of people Which let him rot — Unlike famous Washington Steeple. Oh, why has this man Been left to the hands of nature? Alas, it is time to reveal And not to surmise with conjecture; For something else Rests by this dead man ' s side. Lost with his life has also Died a great nation ' s pride. The weeds, the dead stone And the bones were alive not long ago. They are the remains Of a nation, which southward did go. Chris Pascucci 12D MARTHA FAZEKUS HARRY ' S MEN ' S SHOPPE (FORMAL RENTALS) 635 St. Clair Ave. W. FINEST IN MADE-TO-MEASURE CLOTHING SPECIAL STUDENT DISCOUNTS 61

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There he is aimlessly roaming about. He has no destination; he is just wandering. As he wanders, he sees nothing but desolation: no sound, no life, no movement of any kind. He staggers about with his back stooped, his head hanging, and his legs so distorted that how he manages to walk seems a mystery. He is the only survivor of a world gone mad. As he roams through the desert of carnage many questions pass through his battered skull, all searching for the answer to why this had happened. How could progress have broken man ' s basic in- stinct of self-preservation? How could the count- less centuries of progress, the lives of millions who had fought for the betterment of man be lost, destroyed, in one split second of weakness? Was this God ' s will? But is not every man in fact an image of God? Had man surpasses his human limit? Where had the human virtues of love of neighbour and respect for God-given life gone? As death brings the end to mortal man, must also his ideas, his beliefs, and his knowledge die with him? Must all things terminate? But wasn ' t it really better this way? Was it not inevitable anyway? Would not death by slow star- vation have been more painful? As these thoughts race through his confused mind, he thinks that this is all a bad nightmare. Yes, this is a nightmare but one from which he will never awake. He now begins to stagger. He falls. He must have lost his belief in God and in life. He no longer has a will to live. All he desires is to lie down and die. And so with him dies God, and good and evil no longer exist. Now, nothing exists! Vince Del Buono llA David Oliver OAKWOOD: MAIN ENTRANCE (AFTER EXAMS) 60

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TO A CROWDED STREETCAR The streetcar I get on is always full, The air is still, it ' s hard to catch my breath, The people ne ' er keep still they push and pull So much, I fear I will be crushed to death. No sitting room, not even room to stand. By now my poor, tired feet begin to ache, My schoolbooks weigh so heavy on my hand, Good Lord! This ride is more than I can take. The time has come to reach the exit door. Past workmen tall and women short and stout. It will be just a minute more before The car will stop and gladly I ' ll get out. I hope and pray the day will not be far When I am old enough to drive a car. Shirley Zucker IIB mm PIZZERIA POSILLIPO 1066 St. Clair Ave. W. Proprietario Domenico Ruggiero 536-4515 9 Want to get ahead... FAST? When you plan your future, explore a career at Scotiabank first Bip bus tat ess and little business turn to Scotia-bank repre- , ' es for helpful financial With the growth of Cana- ness and our increased in international trade, service to its customers is ■apidly. And. with this expansion, come new op- portunities . . . for you. As a regular part of your career development with Scotiabank, you will work in many com- munities across Canada or you may vi.sit Europe, the U.S. or the Caribbean. Wha ' ts more, in this f;ist-Kro vinu institution, your ability can win you quick promotion. Tomorrow ' s Bank of Nova Scotia will have a bigger management staff . . . with more executive positions than ever before — and we ' re looking ahead for the right men to fill them, areer with a real future, talk it over with So, if you ' re afte r a local Scotiabank THE BRNK OF NOVR 5C0TIR St. Clair and Oakwood ' C. B. GUEST, Manager 62 EDITOR ' S NOTE These things were not intended to be in the Art and Lit- erary section. When my editors gave me this page to send to print I left it over- night in a damp place. The things just grew there. They may be re- moved by a good heavy duty cleanser — try floorine. W.B. Big M Sport Shops On St. Clair — Directly Across From School 1 Hockey Golfing Hunting Fishing Skiing Soccer Baseball Football Etc. EQUIPMENT SUPPLIES 10% DISCOUNT TO STUDENTS 536-4559 -