The Dangers of Putting Grown Children in Charge of Young People
March 1, 2016
You wouldn’t want a judge fixing your broken pipes
Or a butcher to settle your small claims gripe
Or even a plumber trimming your tripe
‘Cause face it: You want the best.
That’s like expecting wild critters to coexist with dogs
Or a pyro to carve you a puppet from a log
Or a caterpillar to grow up into a frog.
Such logic never passes the test.
Why, then, would a school district hire an ass—
A child in a grown-up suit—to teach a class
Full of kids with little to no grace or class?
Such logic makes no sense to me.
Not giving a damn to show any heart,
Humiliating students ‘fore their peers at the start,
Not caring ‘bout their feelings as they tear ‘em ‘part,
Being barbaric as can be.
They especially lack any patience for those
Who don’t think or act like other Janes and Joes,
Preferring instead to bring them much woe
For simply being different. How sad!
They clearly can’t bother themselves to get to know
These kids for whom they are or what they know
But instead treat them like they’re the dumbest schmoes
In the world and make them feel bad,
And from there, the biased “special” treatment grows
All ‘cause these teachers have no spine to show—
Or brains, for that matter, to learn and know
Any responsibility.
Instead, they’d much sooner dodge and run
What they’re paid to do just ‘cause it’s no fun
Or isn’t part of the lessons they’re told to run,
And such continues youth’s tragedy.
Why can’t folks just grow up and do their jobs
And stop standing ‘round frothing at the gobs?
Just screw your heels in and get things done, you slobs!
Stop whining like spoiled rotten brats
And take responsibility for tomorrow
Instead of feeding these poor kids’ sorrow.
Be humane! Stop being so shallow and hollow,
For humaneness is where it’s at.
That way, tomorrow’s grown-ups more likely will grow strong
In body and mind and move things along
And hopefully right their elders’ wrongs,
Which said elders have made time and again,
For older generations’ wrongs have been a lot—
Not that today’s adults haven’t been foolish sots,
But now’s not the time to debate who should rot,
For that was all way back when,
And if we’re to move forward, the blaming must stop,
For our own negativity’s all we’ve got
To run on these days, which is why we now rot
In the swill of our own demise.
Our road to redemption now starts with the young,
Who, sadly, must inherit all that we’ve done
To the world as we know it under the sun,
So come on, teachers! Open your eyes
And open your hearts to the way things must be,
For we’re already in trouble, as you can see,
And only through stern compassion can we
Bring about better days.
Not every young person thinks alike, after all,
And our thinking otherwise has made us fall.
Wise up, then, and prepare to stand tall
And help show every youth the way.
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