Awoken 50 minutes to school time
Blaming poor, unfaulty water ready to wash me
Tears stain on the smart skirt and shirt of grey and wine
Buttoned up by sighing parents
Now habitual of this complaining like buzzing of a bumblebee

At the ground, hands joined, told to wish for fortune and health
While I strike a bargain with God for candy
Only if he commands a quick school break
Ten tiny digits wrapped around pencils with lead tips
Caught in like a horse with blinkers, there's of leather ours of fear

Blank brains repeat lessons in unison.
Irony! They teach freedom struggle inside four walls
Rules to decipher poems in only teachers from
Forget to balance conscious cause that chemical equation seems to demand it mor'!

Gods definitely not in mood for the candy bar
The dispersal takes forever.

Yet all's forgotten on the way to home.
All's comforted by a nap with family on soft foam.