Your education brings nothing, but a blind night to a child’s sight
Here descent is your only way up, digging deeper your own grave
This they call the only way to hold a child’s beautiful evolving mind
Teachers educated, then educates from a cell behind there eyes
Repeat that blue cycle and this host will see nothing of the hand
Groomed to hate and to hate becomes as breath upon well oiled air
A mirror black, now only shows sunken hollow eyes smiling back
Treasure humanity, now nothing more, but dust upon cracked lips
While’ it consumes you, it controls all and fuck all is what you know
Consumed, still they look deeper and task for more, upon more
Until even your name just stands bare, in faded shades of shame
Skin, yes this skin upon bone, even now is no longer mine to claim
Education here, but never are you taught to say no to your owner
Beauty, a mind luminous as diamond star night, as each is truly yours
But your blood classed, crossed, and to feel is the greatest crime
So look upon your cupped hand, and see the dust pouring through
https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2021/sep/30/pandemic-private-schools-pupils
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