Educators

What kind of world do I live in

Where teachers,

Those who are supposed to help me

Cultivate success,

Only plant thistles in order to choke me out?

You "educators"

Fill our veins with trepidation

When all we are doing is trying,

Striving to get ahead.

You "educators",

Foolish men and women,

Who dare preach about bullies

As if you were saints,

End up being the very monsters

Whom you claim to disgust.

You Beasts

Who do as the devil,

Walking the halls "seeking someone to devour",

Inject fear into the minds of students

By striking down the innocent.

You watch me climb

And then drag me,

Screaming,

Back down the ladder

When I've gone too high for you to see.

You "educators",

Who only seek your paycheck

And get off on watching us fail,

Would love seeing me

Broken in the dirt.

However,

You "educators",

You hindrances to the youth,

Will not find me hiding,

Fleeing,

Or crying alone in a corner

Of this twisted plot of land called "the school system".

You Beasts of Tyranny

Will find me,

The Fighter,

Wearing my scars as a crest.

You will find me,

She who is not afraid

To fight through the twisted wilds

Which you Beasts inhabit,

And you will watch me come out

Bearing the scars of the Warrior

And the skins of you Beasts.

You will see me

(Without the fear I used to bear)

As Grendel must have seen

The Mighty Beowulf

Before slinking back to his pit to die.

You will watch as I stand

And help the student body rise up.

You "educators"

Will mourn your sick years of victory

As you watch me

Step out of Hell

Wearing Success and Glory as a sash and a banner.