Education Ain’t Poetry
Because it’s about money, politics, agendas
Poetry just lies in the sun half-turning itself when it wantsEducation requires schedules, busses, clocks
Poetry measures time in the slow inches of rainwater caught in a bucketEducation screams “Crisis!” “Reform!” “Crisis!”
Poetry whispers purple and blue syllables heard by owlsEducation craves data, imbibing and spitting it out in triplicate
Poetry rests under the kitchen table at Grandma’s house noticing dustEducation is about children, the future, the fate of our nation
Poetry is the sound of the last snowflake striking the ground before SpringEducation is concerned with scores, grades, rankings
Poetry hides in a swamp breathing through a single reedEducation enables the young to go on in life, have meaningful lives, contribute to society
Poetry occasionally slides off a bookshelf exclaiming
“Wheeeeeeeee”
while the librarian fingers “Shhhhhhhhhh.”