It's On The System
What I can't say
is all in my eyes,
the emotions of a student
who's seeing others left behind.
We're all different learners,
we don't all appear bright,
but if someone took the time,
maybe he would learn right.
The brother I tutor,
the boy I see struggle,
maybe he wouldn't cry
when he's all in a muddle.
But it's not your fault,
yes, that's the catch,
it's actually the system
that we need to patch.
I know I can't blame you
for a system that's dated;
shouldn't people know
standardized tests are overrated?
Now I can see
that we have to work with you
because handling a class
is so much for one to do.
We'll be better students
and do as we're told.
We'll question, we'll ponder,
we'll be ambitious and bold.
We'll demand a better system,
and not standard ranks,
and more consideration
for what kids have and what they lack.
We'll fight for our education,
and your rights too,
because the work of a teacher
is not easy to do.
All those long hours
with kids who think you're a jerk
constantly awes me
about why you still do this work.
So here are my words,
and I know they won't suffice,
but I'll say them regardless,
because I feel that it's right;
thanks for your effort,
even though the system is wack,
because your determination
makes up for what the system lacks.
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