All Children Left Behind

Clock ticking           

Time slipping

A droning sound

A droning sound

A droning sound

Fallen heads

With drooping ears

Drooling lips

Snoring noses.

 

A class about myths

Shouldn’t be so boring.

A class about myths

Shouldn’t lose attention.

Unengaged

And uninspired.

Unfocused

And uninterested.

Life in high school

Unlike it should be.

 

I sit attentive

Straining to learn

Yearning to feel

Knowledge

Pouring into my veins,

An IV pumping

Info to my brain.

 

But my desire is ignored

I plunge into a coma.

No knowledge to be learned

No education to be provided.

But even as I sit attentive

Others slack or snore.

Do they care?

Do they even care?

Do they even care at all?

Empty brains

With empty dreams

No future

No desire to achieve.

Gone are the days

When everyone wants to learn.

Gone are the days

When everyone dreamed of education.

Gone are the days

When students strived to pursue their dreams

When students yearned to learn

Anything

All things

Everything.

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