To study is to learn,
to marks is to earn.
A blind race for all,
for everyone to fall.
Knowledge is no more a possession,
status is the new fashion.
Automated bots in hands,
no one knows where to land.
All dreams go to sleep,
no earnings for no leave,
all astronauts, musicians and scientists
stand in line,
together, they get their wine.
Inside closed classrooms,
no creativity blooms.
When the teacher Googles,
their future doodles.
The red lights glow high,
in the dark that lies.
When you pay to stay,
where books lay,
there are qualifications going,
down the bay.
to marks is to earn.
A blind race for all,
for everyone to fall.
Knowledge is no more a possession,
status is the new fashion.
Automated bots in hands,
no one knows where to land.
All dreams go to sleep,
no earnings for no leave,
all astronauts, musicians and scientists
stand in line,
together, they get their wine.
Inside closed classrooms,
no creativity blooms.
When the teacher Googles,
their future doodles.
The red lights glow high,
in the dark that lies.
When you pay to stay,
where books lay,
there are qualifications going,
down the bay.
Just awesome.... :)
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