An Ode to my ID

Walking into VSN I see, three machines staring back at me  

The security guards at the desk wave, knowing who I am  

Here’s my ID, the machines beckon for me to scan  

Security and protection it offers, feeling its presence on my neck,  

Feeling safe and secure, I walk ahead  

From lunch, to class, and through the halls   

Your presence grants safety to us all 

Swinging the shining photo side to side  

I walk around with my head up high  

With it on, I begin to shine  

Because it holds the essence of a student inside. 

Even with an unfavorable picture, 

Its assistance helps my school differ  

Who I am, where I am, and decipher where I belong 

Teachers say it’s important, and they were right all along 

The ID is like my key, that gives me access to my home, 

 Like a knight protecting a king and his throne. 

With every scan, it unlocks us through the doors 

Where we can find friendship, community, clubs, and more 

When that part of me is lost, I know where to go 

On MySchoolBucks, I can order it and know 

What’s lost can be found, 

Especially when you find an ID on the ground. 

So, here’s an ode, to the one people hate 

For maybe some will understand that it keeps us safe.