Education

They’d like to drown us out

With knowledge

But our heads

Are a one way system

And the only way

Is out

 

They’d like to nail us

To our desks

And hang something

Clever above our heads

But our expressions

Would probably

Negate all thought of

Achievement

 

We work on role plays

To learn empathy

But all we learn

Is that criminals

Are usually the good guys

And that somewhat defeats

The point of your

Justice

 

Our heads

Are pumped with

Information

To replace our lacking

Enthusiasm

But what happened to our

Hunger for life?

They ask with

Jaded eyes

 

It was resolved at

Lunch time.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

But our heads
Are a one way system
And the only way
Is out

I loved this! The whole thing made so much sense, To learn empathy/But all we learn/Is that criminals/Are usually the good guys, What I didn't really get was, well I don't think I could have forgiven any of the made up criminals...I'm not sure if that makes me a bad person, because even if they're sorry, they still killed/robbed/delt drugs.........I suppose you don't know anything 'till you're in the situation....Anyway, Great Poem!