Treasure Island

Louis Borgo

(01-06-1988 / shelby)

Just Listen


To debate is to liberate search to find what is to be intangible,
It is a dark circle to a pen to a paper,
So slow to hear the teacher, is this a tests?

Clutching to new ideas and levels of confidence,
As digital surpass kites as in minutes,
A new age of ideas are invented with technology on a screen.

As my stomach rumples all I can here is innovators,
And another that say use ever utilities to your advance’s,
Then I blink and hand in a bubble sheet thinking it was a quiz,

I ask the teacher could I come back and take it over,
He said were you listening it was open book test then I thought,
Teacher was once student maybe we don’t know it all, just listen.

Submitted: Sunday, July 28, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 24, 2013
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