bouncing slowly over the land
eyes distorted a grain of sand
once a pupil taught to learn
caught by a ruler out of turn
running from the destination
lost inside procrastination
every day the teachers churn out
calculations meant to birth doubt
they hang their shingles
collect their pay
their money mingles
yours goes away
they break your teeth
because they may
you sleep beneath
their crap buffet
you speak just what
you’re told to say
they want to hear
it’s all ok
just to live here
for one more day