Untitled 4/14/2020 Poem 36

Students try to bite the Pen
Masters never show them how to win
Students watch and digest the food for thought  
Because your enemy grins
Tempers burn pages through the pad
Your mad so you slack on offense forgetting  
Words Are the strongest defense  
Don’t fall ill to the tongues of the dirtiest pigs in the Pen  
Your ink should be the sickest  
Venom to slay the seen and unseen
The clean and unclean  
I mean you dream to be the greatest don’t you?  
The masters teach tricks to the punctual  
Lateness means that the marks marked you non essential  
The Pen Picks Exceptional
Brains  
For masterpieces to be created  
No stress from intellectuals
The Meek Minds are measured and weighted so
The Pen Proposes Educational
Gains
So  
Students try to swallow ink drops
Of reigning excellence  
If you don’t have that PPE
(Perseverance Or  
Patience seeking  
Enlightenment )
The masters won’t even grade it
One pupil, executed the
  Theology,  
on paper,  
It showed the pupil thought it was overrated
The paper was blank  
Could it be The pen was irritated?
Or the ink refuted the statement ?