In rows and rows we hunch
cold stone and darkness
beneath our many shoes.
the stage is lit.
this girl leaks out her words
that boy tests his voice,
scenes fade and bloom
scratching at our eyes
days will roll by
in the span of our robotic void.
we slap our hands
as expected
and glare through the dim black
at the columns of guards
forcing our minds to bleed.
Please tell me what you think
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ah youhave captured the doom and gloom of the sterile
10x12 foot puke green rooms in which we languish, erasers do little to remove us, the smells of old books, and older socks, chewing gum and bologna, the incessant bell moving us like zombies to our locked vertical coffins to fetch the dull bones of history, or science revealed in bland tomes. the gag reflexive lunches with a pat of this and a blob of that, and some jello...like that's a special treat, it's made from cow and pig hooves....and yet there were a few special moments there, the last bell of the day, that girl at locker 1254, and art. Alas it is all behind me, now you carry the torch through the caverns of
the slave mimes , and enslaved mines of youth. ~~LOL~~~~Artis
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There are many forms of education. We sit in rooms of brick and mortar choked by the dust clapping chalk boards erasers. Ears bleeding from the squeak of maker on board, senses dulled by the incessant drone of professors hum drum voice. Yet it is the world outside of the class room which teaches us the most valuable things, those things which we need to survive and those things which can destroy. Believe it or not when you are hurt someone around you hurts also, when you cry someone close sheds a tear, when you laugh some who loves you is happy. If you learn this then you will be more content in your life, if you fail in this lesson someone’s love for you may be destroyed. As always I love your poems.
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While you may not see the point of what is taught now, you just might some day. The education system targets the average student with what they need to do well in the world and, at the same time, offer choices for you in things that will round out your life. I cannot tell you how much of life can be lost to those who don't absorb much of what they are exposed to. Society makes many references to scenes in movies and literature and art of all sorts. If you haven't seen that film, read that book, etc., those references will go right over your head. But, having been through the school system, I understand what you are saying here. Good to see you posting again...
"We don't need no education.
We don't need your thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher leave those kids alone."
--Roger Waters from "Another Brick in the Wall"
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Oh wow! This is really good stuff you have here girl!
I like it! What a great moment to capture in your poetry. This is supposed to be actors and actresses waiting behind the curtain before a performance, and all the apprehension and mixed feelings they have, right? I thought it was really wonderful. I've never been in a play really but I loved being able to share the moment with you and see what it's like. What a exciting poem. You did a great job.
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