Jen[Chocolate Burn]
New member
They line up for answers,
Ask questions with no relevance.
Truth an ever fading privilege,
Replaced by fleeting knowledge.
Robots walk those hallowed halls.
Teachers wind their students,
And like the jewelry box ballerina,
We dance and play the sweet music
Of spoon-fed and regurgitated facts.
The cud of our intellect,
Chewed up by conformity.
No opinion left standing,
In these hallowed halls of learning.
Burned out shells of forgotten innovation.
Yeah- it's frustration, but I love learning. I just hate certain things that go with it. I hate that professors let personal biases and even personal politcal opinions and sexism effect students grades. Yes, I said it, sexism. I've had 2 professors in my entire college career that were pure gold.
Ask questions with no relevance.
Truth an ever fading privilege,
Replaced by fleeting knowledge.
Robots walk those hallowed halls.
Teachers wind their students,
And like the jewelry box ballerina,
We dance and play the sweet music
Of spoon-fed and regurgitated facts.
The cud of our intellect,
Chewed up by conformity.
No opinion left standing,
In these hallowed halls of learning.
Burned out shells of forgotten innovation.
Yeah- it's frustration, but I love learning. I just hate certain things that go with it. I hate that professors let personal biases and even personal politcal opinions and sexism effect students grades. Yes, I said it, sexism. I've had 2 professors in my entire college career that were pure gold.