Consonance
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I took to ecstasy
I found everyone missing the point
To find paths that were not there
Beyond a dream, dear me.
In tidings of Christmas
Round bound of luminous senses, soul and spirit
Whirling In hypnotic insanity is a wing insect
See lips and tongues walk
in voice steps of their words
They perform what legs and feet
couldn’t do now
New births each day
beneath the oceans
Gracious feast and luxurious moments.
Spicy existences
Talk to the sadness of your garden.
Give the old tree a young blossom.
The moon on sky is like dead statement.
Go to the top and make it fine poetry.
The fire of yours, has spread and its wild.
'I am' as travel as howling wind;
As free from prison at nightmare's night!
After had many years of torment glint!
As quell the people their torrent- fright.
Dear, does old things hurt you?
or your scars are already healed.
Do you still want to turn back the time,
or you're fine now?
Did your knight came,
or it just happened in movies?
street;a place full of lessons .
one should test for him/herself no need to mention..
but let me tell about it without any tension..
the experience is hard and one must have a never give up kinda heart..
Where is your Agenda Africa?
(9/7/21).
Africa where is your agenda
That is going to replace
Dependency syndrome
With self empowerment?
I wanna stare at you
Admire every bit of you
I wanna see you smile
Brighten my heart and bloom it with love
***SHHHH! BE ATTENTIVE THERE IS YOUR SOUL WHISPER.
HERE IT IS ALOT TO SAY, BE A KEEN LISTENER***
***FOLLOW YOUR INNER VOICE ,DON'T TRY TO MAKE ANY TWISTER.
DO JUSTICE WITH YOU, THIS TRUTH BRINGS YOU GLISTER***
To start this I'd like to leave some insight into why this poem and my username is the way it is. I am not good at writing poetry and my writing style has been refered to as like an idiot Dr.Suess. Which hurts, though i dont know why.
I think he knows I’m alive, having come down
The three steps of the back porch
And given me a good once over. All afternoon
He’s been moving back and forth,
Gathering odd bits of walnut shells and twigs,
She had seen this play before
He wanted now and nothing more.
That made it kind of easy to let him have his way . No use pretending about the coming day .
So at 1:37am the lord thought it would be fit to take you home...
I tried to write you this poem, but I couldn't get the words off the tip of my tongue...
You were loved by a lot...
My world is becoming cold like a tomb
All my dreams are turning to be just illusions
My faith on life is slowly draining
I'm now lying between rock and a hard place
Searching for light from the darkest caves
We climb every mountain
Drink all pain and sorrow
My moment now holds you in
Who cares about tomorrow.
There I see you at the top
And me cheering for you in the crowd
There is no lines
Nor tune or rhymes
That express the work of salvation
Done by divine orchestration
Jesus fashion out the work of redemption
Created a new evolution
Of sons through new creation
Ms. Nancy the greatest gift in the world God can every give anyone is a mother without them it feels like the sun won't shine the moon wont glow as if the world stop completely.
Have you ever been rich
Have you ever been poor
Have you ever lived a life feeling unsure
So sure that you know you ain't sure
Use to the feeling of having less not knowing what is more
Thy say you were not the girl meant for me
Thy say our love was not meant to be
Thy dont know what a sacrifice it took for us to be
And just like that
The world became quieter
Hearts grew heavier
People's privilege shone a little brighter
And the great big tide
Kindled humanity's desire to be kinder.
It's time to heal, my friend.
It's time to heal the wounds that you kept poking.
It's time to stop creating more wounds in case you forget what it was like to be hurt.
You being broken will always remain a part of you.
Lullaby Singing
Droplets Of Water
Screaming Loud For Help
Murmur Of Chats
I Whisper To You The Message And Yet With All The Noises
You Didn't Notice The Pain
Be you. you are beautiful. you are you
and no one can change you. it doesn't matter if people say
your ugly just know that no matter what you are you and you are beautiful.
The desire to be struck by disaster,
Or it’s just a thought.
Nobody knows what the story of my mind is,
Something that even makes me haunt.
The impulse of being in a plane crash,
There this boy he is really hot. I got a crush on him don't know if he likes me back. I gues its time to find out. Hey boy, i gotta tell you something I really like you. Do you fell the same about me, I just gotta know. so tell me.
There this boy he is really hot. I got a crush on him don't know if he likes me back. I gues its time to find out. Hey boy, i gotta tell you something I really like you. Do you fell the same about me, I just gotta know. so tell me.
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locked in a padded cell and I cannot find the keys
reading lips is not as easy as it often seems
dependence on the senses leads you onto darkened streets
serrated heart and lungs from cuts deep in the flesh
He says,
We will wax this wood,
And Green Grass will Grow,
And all will be amazed;
They will be saved!
Racism.
The racial rampage of rancid words,
Never to be heard.
Our souls reflect over the recounts of how our ancestors were were raised,
As the black slaves.
I’m in kindergarten
And everyone makes fun of me
Because my tongue sounds unique compared to theirs
This four walls suffocate me
While my roof begins to fall
For my head is the one who is in charge
Tormenting me with the color of red
And why was I born at all
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I am tapping out time near empty corridors hung with pretty pictures although old.
No one comes.
The code is out.
It escaped like snow which is too, cold.
And binary, you know, the code?
But hey, you have gone.
Older?
How did I know that I was older?
When I could no longer walk alone,
Without a grown man’s shadow hanging over my shoulder.
Feet a size ten with a height slightly over five,
When I was a kid at Christmas,
I’d sit at the foot of the table
on a piano bench with my sister.
I am the youngest—
my birth displaced my brother to
When I was young
Mama said I “got a light,
Let it Shine.”
I was bright and optimistic,
But darkness crept in my mind.
If there is a future there is time for mending -
Time to see your troubles almost ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow -
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.
Studying unti you get a job.
Working until you die.
That is life now?
What's happening to the happiness f the world?
Laughing? Exploring?
Slaves to thi earth.
You don't miss something until its gone,
You don't love something until you set it free -
The same could be said about my childhood,
It was gone in a second, long and drawn out, yet still a mere instant.
The day I turned 16,
I got on my knees, I prayed
To pass my drivers test,
And complete the plans I'd made
I wanted to be a man,
no longer under mom's thumb.
I wanted to drive by myself,
The day I turned 16,
I got on my knees, I prayed
To pass my drivers test,
And complete the plans I'd made
I wanted to be a man,
no longer under mom's thumb.
I wanted to drive by myself,
I've heard the stories
And i have heard the cries
The evening howls are deafening
I wonder why
What's on my mind
I'm nothing else
And can't do anything
I'm just being me
This is what I want
I truly write
To be exact
I'm Inlove with writings
One day when your cold chains no longer bind me, I will soar away and be liberated. One day I will be just reckless enough to fall, just morose enough to break, just absent minded enough to run, and just horrified enough to scream. One day will
Life doesn't get easy but you make the best out of it,
You can't force your love ones to stick around if they dont want to
but as life keeps on moving you keep moving forward too
She is a beautiful rose,
and she doesn't even know it.
Her eyes are like stars that twinkle in the sky,
and when she smiles, I can feel her sunshine.
She doesn't laugh enough; she cries too much
I am a puzzle looking for other pieces to complete me in this puzzed world. With lies i tried to cover my eyes, but look at them, they are just cracked window pains and tranparency betrays me by showing you that i am empty.
I remember your brave face through all the pain
The day you told me, I tried to remain sane.
After that news I cracked
I felt like a car hit with sudden impact
Somehow you had such strong will
“Society”
Cars honking
People passing
No one stopping
They see the needy
They don't care
To share a penny
I cry only beneath the waterfalls
so that not even I myself;
can tell the tears from water.
It all washes away
and there are no tracks to be traced back to the eyes which weep.
women of pride,women of town
tend to walk around
with their borrowed clothes
leaving their sick husbands in bed
exchanging men like clothes
yet they go back home with pride
dancing side by side
A hopeless romantic, a hopeless dream
That’s what is real, and it’s all it will be.
To crush false hope at the source of its seam.
I may be on a wrong path
but I wont let myself long on the track
I may fall in the deep well
From the top to the dark soil
I may fail in my dreams
But I wont let it go with useless screams
I may be on a wrong path
but I wont let myself long on the track
I may fall in the deep well
From the top to the dark soil
I may fail in my dreams
But I wont let it go with useless screams
There comes too many times
In life when
A grave mistake has been made
Intentionally or un-
And it seems nothing can be done
To correct the wrong.
Voices build up at night,
No such thing as nothing
We are all made from something
No such thing as nowhere
Everywhere is somewhere
Why do we persist
To belong in this eerie existence
After the mourning of the beasts until proven ghost,
The guilty until proven dead,
After the mindless melanin wars
Weights in the shape of hearts pin me to the marble floor
Lives at stake, and I cannot articulate one syllable.
A child screaming as their skin melts off their bodies, but I cannot form a word to stop it.
I AM A WOMAN!!! So what?I get into an argument with a man, he slaps me, I feel the pain, yet they tell me I provoked him. I should have been quiet, I should have been patient.
I want to dream.
Purple skies, fireflies
with lights like stars
up in that lavender sky.
With too much light to disguise
shadows and monsters and
evil and You.
This is to those roots which plant
her firmly on the ground,
and to those ugly, harsh, and wild
feet which make no sound
as you carried her across
the worn and broken floor.
to my best friend,
call it whatever you want
whatever this was
it was us
two stubborn teens stuck
in this cycle
going back and forth
Inhale...
The pure richness of blood itself
Cuts deep in the veins sharper than loneliness
The shock of urge yearning for someone
To see the true emptiness you hide
Mind-racing mildly.
Moving swiftly,
Moving gracefully.
Adrenaline racing.
Heart flutters along to the beat.
Feeling complete,
Expressing with feet.
Soul soars,
With every road
There often leaves a trail
Some are led to darkness
Whereas, others prevail
We as people, must put ourselves
In the right frame of mind
If we are not cautious
We may be left in a bind
Apply.
Cry.
Repeat.
Apply.
Cry.
Repeat.
Applying to college,
Seems so awfully trying,
While I’m whining,
About something that seems,
So distant.
There comes a time in our lives when, we will meet someone who tries to tell us their own definition of love.
They'll try to use "love" as a way to manipulate you into doing things for them, and staying even when they don't deserve you.
I love you because you make me feel safe.
I love you because your my best friend.
I loeyobecause you hold my heart.
I love you becaue you are you.
Powering my rage -
I am walking down the street,
Summer evening light,
Still warm
Dozy, disgusting, disheveled
From the day and the drive,
And I hear
THE COMMENT.
Becasue I Love You I Will Never Hurt You
Because I Love You I Will Never Make You Feel Less Than
Because I Love You I Will Never Leave You
Because I Love You I Will Never Hit You
Love is like smoke,
it can never be tangible.
You can never hold on to it, no matter how hard you clench your fists.
You mistake the musty bitter stench for the sweet taste of candy.
Life is...
Life is passion
Life is meaning
Life is the sun’s shining rays.
Life is a game
Life is complex
Life is the musical sound of laughter.
Life is running
O how the world has become uncaring as time goes on,
As the water becomes blacker with not a thought forgone.
And the ground grew ever worse in the world,as
O I remember how it used to be,
When the country was good and free.
When the sky was blue and the grass was green,
But the the war came and the world was
What's really at stake when you're having fun?
God is a pit boss and we've bought in to play all night,
pretending I have a choice.
When it's my turn I'll always roll.
Humpty Dumpty was not an egg.
You may believe he was an egg
As long as you must
But trust me when I say-
Humpty Dumpty's name was
Henry Evans,
And he was as human as you and I.
Pay your respects
don't disrespect
it's bitter days
my mind astray
your silhouette
drawn by the bay
there on the floor
You made me shine
Though you are my top line
You will not be my deadline
We will be fine
That you will be define
As my One and Only
Who I truely love
Will always be Mine
-S.Y
The environment, it is our sacred right;
We live it, we breathe it, but we don’t acknowledge its might.
Burning ourselves alive, we don’t see who’s deprived.
America, the almighty and great indeed
Whip lashes across our backs
Shackles around our hands and feet
Make America Great Again?
Fought and died for freedom for the future with no recognition in history
If this country isn't great today
It is only cause we made it that way.
This country has the recipe for greatness-
Freedom. Rights. Religion.
All of these were hard-won
I loved my mother
I still do
Even though she six feet under
I still feel she is six feet above
Her memory will last forever
Her image is engraved in my heart
And its still vivid like a magic spell...
Listen to my voice when i am talking to you
Remove those earplugs and let me show you the life you can brew
Teacher told me I'm worthless, then I believed herI was in AVID, but really I wasn't eagerTo be the student, so studious with his features Dropping out like loose change cause I don't need her
The one thing that ignites the light
Which excites my mind from day to night
Is the delight I feel once I write
All my focus is on the trains of thought
All I notice is what I jot on the spot
There are more than a few things
Which I am pleased about,
that wash away my stormy days,
and cleanse me of my doubt.
Sometimes they are big things
and sometimes they are small
Life is joy and joy’s in life,
but joy’s a waiting game.
and without joy there is no life,
they mix, they interchange.
learn to love and love to learn
of all the eye can see.
Clock is ticking,
Ticking, tricking
Night to day and day to night
Sun is rising,
I’m despising
Pain ahead, the same old fight
Oh lord, let these people thats doing wrong open their eyes to the bloody storm
Oh lord, make them realize whats really going on
Oh lord,I don't care what you do
“I’m seeing someone else” July 18th 2016, I’ve never felt more pain. As you send me these words they stab like daggers, My heart drops to my stomach and I suddenly feel nothing. Memories of joy and happiness flee and I am left
Poetry is my sunshine
My gateway to heaven
I couldn't go a day without it
Not ever cooncerned about if it rhymes
My poetry speaks values
It gives me a sense of importance
Like I never have to wait
And for the fleeting moment
In which your eyelashes grew
As tangled roots -- blooming
Amidst and within my own --
The feathers of swallows burst
From the blades of my shoulders
And right now I'm the only girl living
In this silent, sleeping city
Because I've tasted the bittersweet
Of your rosy tenderness
And I've felt the exhilaration of flight
Just after the birds have gone to bed
Nothing has been pretty
since I switched to contacts,
since I stopped picking petals for love,
but rather to roll and inhale them
once they’re dried and tinged
I see with sounds
Words a MIXTURE
Of thought and outside stimuli
I write to bring peace to my mind
Link the emotion
In my music with word in my mind
Rooted in pain
Of youth
This weed got my consciousness tripping imagination hollousanation blurred vision was I put on this planet to Finnish a mission or am I stranded in this poor condition.
It was love
At first site
So vulnerable
So resilient
So powerful
She has my eyes
She has his smile
She is rain
On parched earth
She has his wild temper
I came into this world,
not knowing who I was.
I could here your cry of joy.
I was 5 and admired your smile.
I was 10 and you taught me how to cook.
I was 15 I was a rebel.
My heart beats in 8 counts.
Big bows and Nike pros,
Stunting and jumping,
Smiling after crying,
Success comes with my family.
Rolling out the mats,
My tongues so far up inside who you are
I can taste the things you like and i like the things you are
Savage & Sincere , Aggressive & No Fear
It's like I'm lost in an ocean
blue as can be
without a map in my hand
or a single home to call mine
I've been looking for answers
looking for what's true
but when I look for love
It's morning
It's just like any other day but yet somethings gone
What it is it?
Where is it?
Why can't it be found?!
It can't be gone
It's frustrating
Why can't it be found
she looked at him with eyes
so suprised
that his being could hold her whole world
to feel his skin against hers in fear she'd ruin the anatomy of the stars
This is me,
the girl who covers her face,
and locks her heart with a key.
This is me,
the girl who likes to wear black,
because its her favorite color,
but who lacks to defend herself,
Roses are red, violets are blue,
your dress is white and my tie is too,
sense we match will you go to homecoming with me.
I wish I couldI wish I could N if I got the gift from God or a curse from Satan then with it I would But I can't right nowDon't have a plan right nowStill growing up but the fam need me to be a man right nowBut I'm not a man right now not successf
Our time hanging here has come
so quick as we hang from the train
bridge just to feel the adrenaline rush
as the train passes and see who let's
If it were offered,
A real second chance,
Would you sign on,
For a backward glance?
To correct your errors,
Clean up the mistakes,
To avoid the costly pitfalls,
Every one of us makes?
Myself
Bring back the music which I know who you are,
Bring back those times when I wasn't far,
Bring back the life I once lived,
Bring back the memories that once held joy,
Im lazy
Lazy because I used winter as an excuse not to go outside
Im lazy
Lazy because I used up summers precious time
Im lazy
Cacophony, n. harsh discordance of sound; dissonance:
it's the sound of a coffee cup clattering
rolling on the tile of a classroom floor
the anxiety of the ACT
bolded, capitalized, yelled across
Never forgotten is the past
Passing past memories is what keeps our past alive
Knowing where you have come from determines how well you’ll last
The world is sick with wicks of wicked people waiting for you to dive
I am indecisive.
I am incompetent and careless.
I am helpless and weak.
I am not worthy and I am a coward.
But how did I get to be this way—
I'm not the athlete everyone wants me to be, but
I AM SOMEBODY,
I'm not the smartest guy in the school, but
I AM SOMEBODY,
I'm not good looking guy girls want, but
I AM SOMEBODY,
Who am I you may ask? That’s a good question. I could be a teacher, a painter, dancer, or a mother.
I could be lots of things. But to answer your question
I Am someone's hija . I Am someone's hermana. I Am someone's nieta. I Am a lot of things when it comes to other people's opinions. But most of all, the details that make of me are what defies me. I Am an attentive person.
I Am someone's hija . I Am someone's hermana. I Am someone's nieta. I Am a lot of things when it comes to other people's opinions. But most of all, the details that make of me are what defies me. I Am an attentive person.
This world tags pigs with lying notions
Makes masks to cover true emotions
Fools the wise, “this is right, that is wrong,”
A painted beauty, twisted all along.
But, in the rare cases, we can find
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I am an outspoken
Yet heartbroken masterpiece you see
An art filled canvas
A total mystery
I am a card game on late nights
Or a morning prayer if you want me to be
As virtous men pass mildly away
And whisper to their souls to go
Whilist some of their sad friends do say
"The breath goes now," and some say"No"
In the vast distance, there is a strong resistance, where an empire stood mighty, as it crumbled one day. With our backs to the wall, darkness will fall, ending life as we rule it all. Hey Mr.
Life is so sweet,
Everywhere we go people stop and see,
Radiance and positivity reflecting off of me.
Making grey skies blue,
How you choose to see the world is all up to you.
you think he's the one,
and you think your done,
but you would've never thought.
that there is an evil,
behind those eyes,
that he could hide.
A lie,
A sin,
but I continued to fall in.
Carbon molecules in line notation stream
Into my eager ears, and their names form
Straight tree branches that tip and teem
With hydrogens. Substituents adorn
Sweat lines my dusty brow.
Heaving lungs alternate as between billows,
Each surge breaking my glassy lens.
Far off, that distant cry...
Brother against Brother in that field of daisies.
Drift my darling to a world of wonder
Chase away the storms of today
Fall fast asleep in winds that are whistling
Winds that blow your worries away
And there is sadness and regret and remorse
Uncertainty
There are times when it feels as if your world is collapsing on your own two shoulders.
The dark side attacks with rage.
A beautiful friendship forsaken,
fulfilling the dreaded myth of "love."
Quieter as depression holds her,
expanding.
Cutting to feel something.
The past is what is said and done
The pictures that I used to take weren't for fun
It is hard to believe because you can only see the outside
Where I can use filters to cover up and hide
A Power pulls
From know sources,
Holding my nurturing
For years and years.
It now reveals a
True emotion,
Unseen by youth,
And held by fears.
The past and present
The feeling of blood on your finger tips,
Numbing everything as it drips.
Your vision blurred with sweet tears,
Finally erasing all your fears.
An innocent mind is now gone,
Leaving with no consent.
rocky downs is a poet to show it, i want to show the people about the poets of this time. i want to be the poet with the npeople mind in mind. i wanmt my poetry to be find. poetsa have to show it and you have to believe.
lets not hate but be great and establish a great american state and worldly state, put the weak hate down and make the people great, put down hate and be great.
My family used to have a fish tankfilled with cute little fishiesthat were more of a hindrance than a convenience:clean the tank clean the tank clean the tankmy parents chanted, a laborious prayer
Apparently, the only socially acceptable answer to the question "are you okay?", nowadays, is: "I'm fine". Even if you're not fine at all.
family should show love love from god above, family have to be real to each other and show the love that god taught us above to show love. family should be here to help each other and to love each other.
Adults always tell us
that they know best
They have more experience,
and time, they'll attest
They feed those words
Into our brains
Inject that message into
our infant veins
"Filter" a word used to hide,
a word used to cover things up.
Filters don't show how you look inside.
They muffle screams,
and shatter dreams.
Making it hard to decide,
who you truly are.
I aspire to inspire desire
Call it a will to spit fire in my poems
Name me Alduin, Eater of Words
Call me cold blooded and hot headed
But first, you will call me dreaded
For my words are poison
We need to be more careful with the words that we’re articulating
‘Cause up til now all these rhymes have been self-deprecating
All the girls obsessed with “depressed” and self-harm,
Yes I know I'm flawless
Wow look at that confidence
I look at others so pretty and petite
But only wonder why they do not eat
I love to live and live to love
I'm so insecure,
I put on a show.
It's quite obscure,
but no one will know.
I try to hide behind,
my fake smile.
Slowly losing my mind.
Been like this for awhile.
Broken bottles cut and hot ashes burn
The already empty souls and numb hearts
Tired faces leave and never return
Their eyes drained of tears, crying from the start
I just want to be an inspration
To those with a dedication
To become better then what they were yesterday
only to realize that your most important days are the day you are born
and the day you find out why
The life for me is fraught with unknown,
It's an inner aggression with a boisterous tone.
One half desires to thrive and succeed,
the other wants to only exercise a good deed.
What makes me flawless are my own flaws and mistakes
There is no better way to learn than to fail
My biggest quality is my persistency
Wich I wouldn´t have if I hadn't failed before
My last pay check how will spend it?
I look at my last pay check I know I won't forget it.
Because it's my last check and thoughts of how to spend.
Twisted lies and teary eyes
These news titles on the rise
Wrong perspectives, strong objectives
Activists are the real detectives
Police brutality? Our reality?
Families surviving on calamity
It’s the end of Winter break, and I’m chilling at home,
And I’ll admit it’s been about 10 years since I’ve written a poem.
But sure, I’ll take a stab at it, why not give it a shot?
My bare feet felt frigid,
as they squished the wet ground.
The dark emerald grass was damp
and powerless against me.
The blades of grass bent and plummeted
Do you ever get that feeling? That no matter what you do, you can never live up to the expectations? The expectations that are set by your parents or your friends or the society around you?
Put on make up,
do your hair,
wear nice clothes,
be gentle and fair
In order to be flawless
that's what you have to do.
Here's what I have to say to that
Fuck you
No one cares about me. Where I come from everyone disclaims me. Nowhere to go, no one to turn to I’m out here on my own. From people claiming to be your friend, to stabbing you in your back who is there that I can trust?
Gazing at the long mirror that attaches to my beige dresser
I have a serious, yet soft look on my face
Three hours of getting ready
Sweat beading on my forehead
Words beating in my heart
This nemesis paralysis
Is taking back this part
So give me no more answers
Freak
twisted, strange
disturbing, unnerving, disgusting
demented, insane, fantastic, beautiful
thrilling, amazing, dazzling
Doleful, limpid eyes importuned me with questions,
Prolonging eventide's closure, our pathways in digresson.
Seldom averse to evening repartee, my departure halted
Fear paralyzes me
From the wrinkles of my skin
to the crevices
in
my
bones.
She leaves me in a s t a n d s t i l l
Helpless, desperately hoping
For some Messiah or miracle cure
I cannot say "I know how you feel", because I don't. Everybody has been through a lot. Just look around, see the people?
To be honest,
I am wrongest,
When I pretend to perfection.
I shouldn't say
"I'm quite okay."
When it's not true anyway.
I'd like to be
To ev'rybody
The person who I ought to be.
There once was a lady and gown
One morning she ran through the town
She kept on the jog
Right into a bog
That mighty fast lady in brown.
I look in the mirror and I think of all the negative comments people have made to me.
From talking about my big eyes, to commenting on my fluctuating body weight.
From the hallways to our classes,
the bathroom mirrors with broken glasses.
There's little to do with our curriculum
Always seems like these teachers are on a pendulum.
This is why it's up to us students to fight!
