Chagrin, be the Dais Hussy!
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I stand upon the dais,
A pedestal of upright intentions, paving a highway to the sweltering lake, set-ablaze.
I bare flesh to be branded, and awaits, a dossier,
which is brandished, but to no aim.
You said:
“Welcome to the first day of class,”
With an earnest smile and open arms,
Unbeknownst, I admit, I never noticed my demise.
Marinating in papers and knowledge,
I believed myself brilliant, and awaited my entrance to college.
Your encouragement rang loud, but your intentions seemed murky,
I did not realize I was a cooked turkey!
Chagrin, I am.
Your promises of a beauteous future fall on deaf ears.
Everything:
Money, time, dreams, hopes, beliefs, are spent!
Your Proletarian system appears saintly and divine,
but is cloaked in the malevolent,
The Forbidden Fruit, I have feasted upon.
and you, the coiled Snake have duped me!
I am the Dais Hussy,
Whom stands upon the pedestal of explicit examples,
I am ashamed to be the product of education,
Without a future.