Split This Rock Poem of the Week: Remica L. Bingham
May 27, 2010 · By Sarah Browning
A moment of verse, brought to you by the folks from Split This Rock Poetry Festival.
A weekly featured poem of provocation and witness. You can find more poetry and arts news from Blog This Rock.
Final Exam Administration
I enter to find all the students in uniform
occupying a small room.
I hand out pencils and registration forms.
Some begin without orders.
I remind them to remain anonymous
no names, just ID numbers should appear
on the waiting pages, white and clean
as unwritten letters or discharges.
Just a number the private
in BCGs and fatigues mumbles
from the back that’s all
we are. A number
and a gun. His comrades laugh,
erasing what might have been.
Do your best I say,
and they settle, salute.
-Remica L. Bingham
Used by permission.