James Monroe High School - Valhalla Yearbook (North Hills, CA)

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I i i I i I I I . ,igifgef If I Could If I could, l'd stop the world from spinning round so fast. l'd take a broom and sweep away the stains upon my past. If I could l'd shout aloud so all the world could hear. l'd promise that the threat of war they'd never have to fear. If I could l'd brake the lock and set my spirit free. Free to spread it's wings and soar across the land and sea. If I could l'd take the sun and bottle up its warmth, I And save it for a rainy day when I am all alone. If I could l'd fly away, never to return, Until the day when peace on earth was not to be concerned. If I could l'd take away all weapons of destruction, And grow anew the fruits of life for future generations. Nat Harmond 5 l i I I I I I Eternal Hearts This yearning feeling, these chills of pain. A toning rythm of sadness, Surreptitiously I love you. Hiding the pain and the need, Through all the lies, the grief, the tears, and the victories, lstill loole in my reflection of love and see only you. Silently, patiently, gracefully, we shared. My non-existant love will only mean my life has no meaning . . . My truthful heart bleeds for yours . . . again . . . Finding out hearts as one . . . Triumphant reality . . . Finding our hearts drifting apart . . . Grieving sadness . . . As life must go on . . . smile to me my endless light, I give to you my eternal heart. Missy Bloom

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People hate, People love. People rush, and people shove. People see. People taste. People make, and people waste. People do, People say, People charge, and people pay. People save, People deal, People borrow, Remember Moonlfghr reHecrs from rhe wafer into my eyes, A ripple from a fired breeze sounds, and only One llghr shines across the lalse. The sharp hoof of an owl dfsrracrs me from my rhoughrs. Llfrlng my head l can? remember whar l was rhlnlffng. A reardrop falh ro my Cheek, and suddenly, every Memory we had rogerher comes back. All the wallfs rhraugh rhe parls and all the lafe nlghr Tall-vs by rhe Ure, lf the memories can come back, why can'r you? and people steal. Llsa Hart People laugh, People cry, People live, and People die. d . on so do I Nathan Dorm . . . Future Burning rain on my skin, ls this the way that man will win? Dirty water in the stream. lt's all over it would seem. Dangerous fumes in the sky. Tell me all the reasons why? Dreaded bombs ready to go, The end is near, that l know. How can life go on this way? No hope, just fear everyday. Ceramic Circumstance Joseph M. Slepak Plastic suit, plastic face, Walking in the Human Race. Molded brain, molded thought. Only do as you are taught. Programmed action, programmed speech. Passing things you cannot reach. Such a crime, such a pity, Living in a plastic city. Joseph M. Slepak