Ode to David

Upon a pedestal of marble fair, In Florence’s heart, where art breathes life anew, Stands David, chiseled form beyond compare, A masterpiece that time cannot undo. In stone, he bears the weight of history, A symbol of strength and of beauty rare, Yet in a classroom, controversy’s spree, A principal ousted, burdened by despair. Oh,Continue reading “Ode to David”