Education In One Syllable

Each year we build our education

Requirements flooding through our schedule

Often questioning where we’ll use the information

Taught how to spell ‘uncomfortable’

And how to use my five refusal skills

None of which he would ever listen to

We were taught how to use the periodic table

But never how to use Self-Forgiveness

We were taught how to take care of our bodies

But never how to reassemble once it has been destroyed

We were taught the meaning of the word ‘Encumber’

But never the idea that we may become its exact definition

We were taught so many things

But despite what they may say

You won’t carry these things with you

You’ll have to learn most on your own

They never taught us that life is unfair

So stop playing by the rules

Never taught us that if you’re walking home from a bar,

Always have your phone and weapon ready

Never taught us that death is something you have to accept

Because you might not notice but everyone around you is dying

Never taught us that every syllable you may roll off your tongue

Will be chopped down into small, bite sized pieces

So that when they swallow you whole you won’t scratch at their throat

They taught us that people will ask how you’re doing

Only willing to hear that you are fine

I learned that you are supposed to be fine

I learned that unless you are screaming

No one will listen to you

Some days you’ll have to calculate the circumference of your heart

Search for the element of your wisdom

You’ll learn that your history will repeat itself

No matter how many times you may learn it

Learn that every ounce of you

Can be simplified

Can be Categorized

Can become

One

Single

Insignificant

Syllable

But I suppose that’s why they taught us how to end a sentence