Buffalo High School - Bison Yearbook (Buffalo, MO)

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Encounters Impressions Penned by bison Poets Thinking Every man Has Itis thoughts. Thoughts that Cannot be destroyed By any force. Unique thoughts. Thoughts no one else Would ever think. And as a man thinketh So is his soul. -Karen Nimmo America the Ugly O beautiful? For smoggy skies For hunger’s sad refrain For littered mountain’s majesty, And also on its plain. America, America, God mend thine ugly flaws Within thy soul Find self control Peace, Liberty, and Love. -Diana Hyde Life was a tender, budding flower Life was a young tree greening Life was a golden grassy meadow Life is a clear, sparkling stream —Polluted. -Vicky Johnson 1972 HumanldcalisticHappy SearchingSecularLost BrightTHOUGHTSTender BlucNoblcOFI nspiring HopefulYOUTHCarefree GodlyPatientPeaceful RealisticSadRestless -Mrs. Beverly Evans 20

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The fervor and frivolity of the athletic season cres- cendo with the annual Basketball Homecoming. The atmosphere is one of nostalgia for graduates return- ing to their alma mater; however, the players and nominees for the position of royalty feel only anti- cipation as all expect victory. 19

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Hope When all seems hopeless Goodness is lost in Confusion Your love provides a beam of hope Shining Deep into the darkness of my mind. I follow it out Into the sun and warmth And back To Happiness. -Jody Mankind’s Dream Someday, all war and struggle will be gone, All bombs and rockets will be withdrawn. With dawn and peace upon man’s mind, Without war and hell, what would he find? Could it be, we would love and cherish each other. And every man you meet could be called a “brother”? Although this Utopian dream is not here, With hope in our minds, it will always be near. -Rob Hiles In Dire Need The seven chambers shone brightly. I sat in the lobby waiting for an answer. The man in the first chamber said, “Cry. .What have you got to be grateful for?’ The man in the second chamber said, “Laugh. There’s no need to cry about it. The man in the third chamber said, “Run. Everybody’s out to get you.” The man in the fourth chamber said, “Hide. Then nobody will find you.” The man in the fifth chamber said, “I have nothing to say to you.” The man in the sixth chamber said, “Eat, drink, and be merry; because tomorrow you’ll die.” The man in the seventh chamber said, “Die now, why wait?” Then I spoke, “Seven is my lucky number.” I left the lobby. -Mark Heady Looking with empty eyes Here where hate is I wonder How much war and hate We will survive. Walking backwards Down the road Of all the befores Searching For an answer To the endless question of. Why? We ask and wonder How it was before. Blind To the endless cycle Of shattered dreams I cry. -Karin Chapman 21