Please don’t refer to us as “batches”
y’know, like prototype after prototype after prototype
we didn’t ask to be struck and burned out like matches
and while you wait for the time we’re ripe,
we dread joining the assembly line of life.
So tell us, what’s with all the hype
when the competition will only bring strife
to us kids who must fight and cry and whine?
In this language we use, it’s not fine
to tell a student they’re not human
if we don’t have the test score, in fact it’s a crime
we’re full of toxic thoughts and fearful fumes and
don’t blame us for the world you built-
yeah, just go back to your suburb
pantry full of rosemary and cumin
pretend that you don’t feel the guilt
for asking your child to be a corporate robot
that will one day turn on you, explode, and wilt
and you’ll say, “Well I thought…”
Well you know, I think that you should
take a closer look at the world we’ve got.