assembly line

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i'm in a ford assembly line 'education' system;

stuff my brains with facts, then pass me on.

i'm told what to think, not how to think;

stuff my brain with 'facts', then pass me on.

i'm measured by my 'intelligence', not my intelligence;

check my brain for 'facts', then pass me on.

i'm not prepared for life, just for standardized testing;

check my brain for facts, then pass me on.

i'm supposed to venture into the world now;

but nothing useful has been put in my brain. . .

just another number, not another human being. . .

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