Before the Lawyer

On Monroe in a quad that evokes a mystical feeling,

You’ll encounter a library for students in law.

Let your eyes drift from your paper and up to the ceiling,

And you’ll find yourself astounded in awe.

The enchanted wooden shelves

And the ceiling ornate with flat dim lights on heavy chandelier

Are only a representation of their past selves,

For they are more magical than they appear.

Before calamity when things went tragic

There were pretty witches and warlocks who practiced some spells not to be found

Such beauty that roared with magic

Now screams without a sound.

In years past on the street called Monroe,

There was a superhuman haven that no person ever saw.

Into here stumbled a young wizard who had potential to show,

He with a name of Yim Yarbaugh.

Wandered the boy into a gala of potion

Where he was expected for a surprise just for him

In this place illuminated by fireflies in lamp and surrounded by portraits in motion.

The only being destined to find this world was young little Yim.

A vigilant dragon stayed on guard all through the day and all through the night

To protect the inhabitants from human discovery.

One day, the fairy of sleepiness robbed the dragon of conscious sight.

What happens next exceeds any hope of bringing the haven back to full recovery

On his way to a football game, a student in law encountered this camp.

What once was an enchanted encryption

Is lost forever and left were the spells and lightning bug lamp

To be replaced by bulbs and records of jurisdiction.

To say the team was undefeated would make the score keepers contradictors.

To the big house, young Yim he took

In hopes that his magic would lead the losers to become victors.

Is he a savior or is he a crook?

Maybe these ideas will touch that brilliant mind of yours.

Or maybe you will ponder these words with utter mental confliction

As you realize no one mentioned them on the campus tours.

I must tell you most of this story is only fiction.