PoeticStreetz

(to be performed at a venue near you)

Some systems seem to be institutes
Of trepidation,
hiding the truth is endless
Paper-made trails of documentation and
Sanctions are made for threats to the community
Where you and me proctor tests as simple means to
Disguise the lies bureaucracy provides to make it seem like
We’re trying to make a real change
When the real change is in pockets
while sockets of social inequalities still exist
since people can’t seem to visualize this
And the greed and gluttony of officials stands as bottomless pits
We as community advocates stand corrected
Every time rejected by the youth
Who say to this system
They won’t accept it
Disgruntled we fumble at making a difference
Whether we’re standing in front of classes
Or in front of a pulpit
So we rearrange some things to satisfy job requirements
transition from one of learning to a classical conditioning environment
And raise children of this age who don’t think on their own
Get real attitudinal with them and never allow them to voice opinion
Because “you ain’t grown!”
We disown, brilliant minds
Because they spend too much time disrupting our
Mundane classes
And the problem is evident
But some of us have 20-50 vision
So we need glasses

Still we work outside of our professions
Suddenly become physicians
For a child who no longer has physical fitness
And is expected to sit for an hour and a half
You do the math….
It definitely doesn’t add up…
Still
We Diagnose and prescribe
Treat some students as magazines
We subscribe, to the minds that pacify our egos
We roll to the beat of our own drum
And become calloused with malice in our hearts
Killing dreams we, instead of impart
Depart from the mission
The mission to witness
And save,
and behave like psychotic neurotic robotic
Machines, we glean from the rules and regulations
Filled with robust language that says nothing
But how our children are becoming…….
Statistics,
Our pension is comprised of the lynching
Of youth
And it’s time to reboot
Our systems
Anytime the community
Focuses on a once a month youth convention
And expect for it to make a significant difference
I’d say we’re sadly mistaken
Like the kids repeatedly say….man, you… fakin’
Or are seriously misinformed

I urge ye therefore brethren
To go within arms reach
And teach from the depths of your soul
Cause kids can’t read and write
And frankly, that mess is getting old
We should have gotten over that when we stopped being sold
Into slavery
Now the handicap is not the man but
It’s our own lack of bravery
And it angers me
To see the perpetuation of the cycle
Like recycled old rags we hand down our trash
To the next generation
Then talk about their misbehavior as if they haven’t
Learned it from this make-shift nation

Advocates of the truth have been silenced
Because if they speak to the problems
There’s that unsettling feeling of job insecurity
And youth development is no longer the focus
But it’s workforce truancy

And if we are absent
Our kids are strapping and lacking
True character
Or they’re branded with a label
I’d say 98% of them are fables
Just the way in which the hand rocks the cradle
Which continues the behavior
Until a kid messes up so much there’s nothing left over to savor
And its cyclical
Nothing about this set up mystical
We drug kids because we don’t want to exert
The energy to actually teach to their needs
They show us a little activity or challenge
And we say to them……
Girl please
I got mine so you gotta get yours
Never take the time to see more…..
We soar and trample our kids emotions and livelihoods
Onto classroom floors
And hoard anger and frustration
Dispense it like it’s a new found language

And parents stand by anticipating modifications
Complaining, as if they’re not the number one factors
In their child’s success, we need to adjust this redress of grievance
Stop passing the buck and deal with our own demons
Cause your behavior might make our break your kids future
Maybe if you focused more on being an example, your child wouldn’t be
Advanced in lessons of kama sutra
And the rooster….is crowing
It’s a new day and we need to start
Going…
Going with the truth
And the truth is , our minds need a systematic reboot
Reboot the way we think about
The educational process
Unlock this door to change
Like a locksmith
There is no one facet to this situation
And sitting and twiddling our thumbs
Will only cause more anguish
Patience is a commodity we can not afford
Stop looking at the surface and get to the core
It’s us…..on the crux of catastrophe
And I’ll be daggon if I sit by watching
While it’s happening

We need to begin to grasp the issues
Stop wiping away the dirt and grime of this time with soft felt tissue
and arise to the challenge
the challenge, of imbalance within the culture
social systems are devouring our children
like vultures
Yet we sit on the sidelines and ride the bench
as if we’re spectators
this ain’t the NFL or NBA
You ain’t in the limelight and even if you were
Forget the haters
Take strides toward momentous change
And let your veins flow with compassionate
Blood, whether you’re from the hood,
Suburbs or sticks
It’s all good
We should
Stand up for what we believe in
Get behind the lives of these kids
and mend the broken pieces
cause we all play a part in this system
and now that the cat’s out of the bag
the underlying issues are no longer a secret
It’s time to stand up and move with a cause
All bets are off
Our youth will not fail
That’s of course if we’re not hung up
On the concept of betrayal
Let’s sail into new horizons
The truth is before us
We don’t need to find it.
Change…..we need it!

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