Working like slaves each
Day and night
To complete pointless
Work…work…work
The printer is slow
And my head is still
Pounding from memorizing
That speech
Do they want us to learn
Or to kill ourselves trying
Brains numbered by
Lack of sleep
Lack of food
Lack of rest and relaxation
Is this a good learning environment
I think not
Murdering creativity
That’s what they’re doing
Some is okay
But enough is enough
We’re human beings
Not machines
And don’t say it’s for lack of trying
It is literally
Impossible
We A people
Kill ourselves
Trying
It’s a wonder
One can exist
On so little
Sleep
Zombie-like
Trances but
We must
Stay
Awake
To learn
More and more
And more and
More
Rose Chiango • grade 9
Monday, March 5, 2007
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