An English Sonnet on College Debt

We spent countless hours applying to

college; we got in to our number one.

With wonderful joy we shouted "wahoo!"

That silly college had us all undone.

 

Without wait, our college stole our money.

Oh, we learned all our bobs and all our bits,

something was amiss; something not funny.

All our money gone, we were thrown in pits.

 

Now we live at home, stuck with mom and dad.

Drowning. Falling. Unable to get up.

Desperately putting out a want ad.

So very close to putting out a cup.

 

College was the dream, the wonderful dream.

The miserable dream that made me scream.

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Comments

1995odearime

I would change the cost of college in the United States. Many graduate with hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, yet cannot find a job. It's terrible.

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