Blind to the Reality
I thought I was going to school to learn a lesson
For greatness is what I was destined
Never did I think I would be subject to oppression
see there was something I was missing my sight 2020
but without glasses no vision
the decisions that lie ahead of me weren't one of my own
Generalizing me if I was a clone
mapping out my teacher before I was grown
who am I
Or who do you expect me to be
as you neglected me intellectually from the moment I was enlisted
the system classified me as a misfit
But I refuse to be another statistic
See tracking won't define me
no longer will I go on blindly
The educational system is trying to design me into a working-class citizen
but I refuse to be satisfied with these mediocre dividends
Gyped of my educational rights and categorized as interior
As it they can see through my interior
but I am more than what meets the eye
The deceit and the lies as if the education system reflects equality
They believe the knowledge we should be given is to subtle
An their deficit thinking mentality was created to crumble our ethnicity
Some how our failure rate still remains a mystery but
History explains how we were deprived a far chance.
And these glasses will provide a better glance to understand the reality
See in actuality they forced us into this capitalistic ideology
They thought We couldn't think psychologically
their policies lack of resources and experience lead us into lower-class
Unjust treatment left us at a disadvantage
They were trying to maintain social order in racial domination
No,it might not be visual segregation yet still they were dismantling us at our
foundation
Nonchalant Teachers doing the bare minimum
without teaching us what was included in the private schools curriculum
in this immoral society we are the victims
Access a great education should be available to all people
it's every child's basic right
Regardless of background phenotype or Religion
I was blind to the reality until these glasses gave me vision .
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