soundtrack for the collapse of the empire.
part iv.

yes, i am a damaged entity.
i am the state’s property,
and it dictates who i should be,
how i should speak to children,
but why should i listen to reformers
when my students relate and identify so much more
        to me than to them.

push the button.
push my buttons.
i’ve been waiting for a reason
to set it off,
and go crazy on someone’s ass.
i want to speak some truth,
and all i need’s an audience (and a target).
disrespect me, please (i dare you),
so i can honestly say everything
for which i have been waiting patiently.

i didn’t choose teaching because
        i thought it’d be easy.
it chose me as a way to
        assist my community,
as a way to reach the children-
        all around me,
        growing up like me
in a system that doesn’t understand us
        to parents confused by us;
that’s why the kids love me.
they listen and watch to everything i say and do
because they know i respect them too.

unlike you,
always trying to fit them in a box
to make it easier
to manipulate the date.
kids are mere percentages to you

10.09.11.