poems for cash?

poems to bash?

land of the debt

students who fret

learn they say

till one day

you'll have sway

teacher teacher

land of the debt

cheeks always wet

need a towlette

teach me new

teach me well

learn me to head away from hell

show me sights

freedom renewed

paired with rights

be calm my soul

my name is soul

I have no soul

I long for love

teach me love

epitaph of the free

this my plea