12.Education System

ah, our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.
so tall the claims they make,
only few know how good they fake.
making the kids face hardships and toil,
breaking heads while making the blood boil.
what to do? how to do?
shall we try then magic or voodoo?
even then thats shall be of no victory,
the ministry is a corrupt factory.
we have no option but to accept them,
to walk in the mud and let it stick to the hem.
cause its our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.

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31.Why did you do this? [Acrostic]

Wafer thin wings floting above me
Hovering about for a moment free
Yearning a flower to drink nectar sweet
Dancing in the air without any feet
It sees a flower, so swoops down to see
Discovering you, it comes to tell me
Yearning to see a flower dat can dance
Obviously i come, and go into a trance
Unknown of the thorns it has on itself got
Dropping a bit of blood, the thorn, oh I forgot!
Obliterate the wounds, i must fast
Time flies as i rush home at last
Hurriedly cover the wound and run away
Imbicile i was, forgot roads, the mind sways
Surely the flower was here, but where did it go? ? ?

One question the mind asks time and again,
It refuses to let go, however large be the pain

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04.Sometimes...

SOMETIMES...

sometimes i sit and compose
sometimes i simply cannot...
sometimes i get up and fight
sometimes i simply cannot...

sometimes i laugh to much
and end up in tears
sometimes i try to cry
but my eyes remain dry

sometimes a lie can saw a life
sometimes a truth can kill you
sometimes enemies save your life
sometimes near ones betray you

sometimes friends are everything
sometimes they pull you down...

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