My Frustration
Their families, the fame, the fortunes they amass
The nice rides, expensive clothes, the new black upperclass.
I see them with their caps & gowns
Their spouses & kids, their smiles & frowns
Their lifestyles upscale, their homes downtown
Their proud parents nearby, their self-esteem sky high
All this so clear, I see it right before my eyes
Their lives, their wives all reaching new heights
Made that much sweeter when I remember their plight.
Standardized test took what confidence they had left
So much negative press I thought Ribault began with the letter F
In them I instill a desire and a will
To rise up from being dormant and begin to ascend
Yet some still continue hesitation, they deflect my motivation
They continue to test my patience, which leads to my frustration
How is it I clearly see their dreams, life-like and in 3D
Yet they can't see it for themselves, the closest some get is me
Is my vision blurred? Could I be wrong?
I hope not, but just in case get an optometrist on the phone.
1 Comments:
i think the fact that you take your job so seriously is inspiring. i only wish the young warriors knew that how willing you are to fight their battles for them, so they can remain kids for at least a little while longer...
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