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Fishing


The students

Walk down the hallway

And toss the 

Vagrant's gold

On the ground

 

Meanwhile

 

The man leans

On his broom

And eyes humanity

With a sordid look

On his face

 

Meanwhile

 

The students

Sit in the classroom

In one ear

And out the other

The words flow

 

Meanwhile

 

A teacher preaches to an array of fish

They gasp

For air

They cannot breathe

And they know it

For a fish needs water to swim 

And the teacher glares at the master's degree

When all she really needs

Is a net

 

Meanwhile

 

A student 

Crushes a paper 

In his hands

And society

Ignores

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