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Would that I, a lowly grunt could make more than the average runt just out of school, degree in hand; While I survive on meager plans. Equality is a grand concept full of flaws and many steps that most among us will never see- for man is not known for his humanity. We strive to be better, but what do we gain? A fistful of debt, and a mountain of pain? And what do we learn, except that life isn't fair? Playing cards with a bad hand and a dare? That bleeding hearts and open minds will make us quite impaired and are considered bad qualities that make us unprepared for the lambast that life is, for the spears of betrayal- for the knowledge that everyone as some point is a failure? We enter these halls as creatures of learning, yet exit these doors suspicious, discerning- our youthful optimism shattered and dashed by ancient old teachers with an impressive moustache. So, what is the point of institutional leeching? Is this how we want our teachers teaching? Do we condone the lack of equippable smarts, instead replaced with limited starts? Or perhaps yet, there is another solution- Quit hampering learning with political pollution? Maybe thats an option- maybe it's not; but I'm a student; that's all I've got.
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
To Learn...Or Burn
Would that I, a lowly grunt could make more than the average runt just out of school, degree in hand; While I survive on meager plans. Equality is a grand concept full of flaws and many steps that most among us will never see- for man is not known for his humanity. We strive to be better, but what do we gain? A fistful of debt, and a mountain of pain? And what do we learn, except that life isn't fair? Playing cards with a bad hand and a dare? That bleeding hearts and open minds will make us quite impaired and are considered bad qualities that make us unprepared for the lambast that life is, for the spears of betrayal- for the knowledge that everyone as some point is a failure? We enter these halls as creatures of learning, yet exit these doors suspicious, discerning- our youthful optimism shattered and dashed by ancient old teachers with an impressive moustache. So, what is the point of institutional leeching? Is this how we want our teachers teaching? Do we condone the lack of equippable smarts, instead replaced with limited starts? Or perhaps yet, there is another solution- Quit hampering learning with political pollution? Maybe thats an option- maybe it's not; but I'm a student; that's all I've got.
chauntelle-laflen
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30/F/American
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
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