Intel

Intel

A Poem by Jordan A. Wilson

The hate crimes against my

Intelligence are growing intolerable.

I live in a land of one billion sheep,

Whose wool is constantly trying to be

Pulled over my eyes.

There are none so blind as those

Who will not see.

There are those who create the

Curriculum and the criteria for a

Passing grade.

However, these same beings disregard

The very scale on which they grade

When the work is completed and turned in.

The only thing worse is that one can

Still feel the need to perform for such ringmasters.

But alas.

I will forever keep my head on a swivel

Or at least try.

And I will keep something dear to me

On a pedestal.

My Intelligence,

For it is my umbrella on a rainy day.

 

 

© 2012 Jordan A. Wilson


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Added on June 26, 2012
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Tags: people, ignorance, self critical, perseverance

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Jordan A. Wilson
Jordan A. Wilson

Carrollton, KY



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I'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..

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