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Dec 2014
They never cared if you lost your sleep
Never cared how much you cried
Despite the "life" you thought you led
To the ground your hands were tied
Like machines they graded countless works
From words to digit numbers
To the projects and the quizzes
All tools that kept you encumbered
They never taught you how to improvise
Never taught you how to care
Shoving work right down your throats
Lashing grades till minds were bare
Never once did they ever say
That ok is always fine
Cause in their eyes the ones who slacked
Would fail later on in life
If the letters matched the numbers
Your futures would be set
To attend the school of extravagance
As other students fell thru the net
They stole your life away from you
Stripped humanity from your soul
And now you sit and wonder now
What was their
final goal?
Are we robots for the slaughter?
Jumbled circuits without a point?
Rusted shells of defeated students
Minds fumbled and disjoint?
You gave your childhood away
Replacing it with this
This rotted route of ***-holed road
Where only the end is promised bliss
They took you as your letter suggested
A genius, flunk, or average joe
But this system has a major flaw
Something it shall never know
Despite the letter on that sheet
From the A's down to the F's
They'll never understand the Boy
Or Girl who cares the very best
Not who cares the most
For that is not the test
But who wants to take on the task
And tackle the job unlike the rest.
Someone who is compassionate to press onward
Not just grinding out a lazy result
A boy or girl who got an F in Math
But against hunger they exult
These Letters that we're given
These numbers we receive
They will never
Ever
Determine-
What WE truly Believe
Mr E
Written by
Mr E
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   victoria and ---
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