College Poem by Brett Roberts

College



Starved students struggle to pay the bills.
As they strive to obtain the skills they need.
Tuition, and rent put them on the poverty level
Government like the devil offers no assistance.

Five days a week, engulfed by new knowledge.
Yes, this is what they call college.
Political figures too inept to acknowledge the problem.
A scholastic system based on nineteen fifties.

Listen to this, this is true.
Students spend 30 grand for an education, and end up jobless
Nowhere close to what they had planned, now struggling to stand alone.
Lets demand change, take it to the top and make them understand.

Where’s our MP? Stuck with a 120 percent course load.
Us students struggle this road alone.
The M.T.C.U.* doesn’t make a sound.
Bound to be heard, lets rally together and demand change.

Rising bills, and tuition, with no work to make a buck.
No wonder our youth, is stuck on poverty row.
Students walk like the living dead, surviving off butter and bread.
So free, what is free when half the people can’t afford to live free.

Lab modules, and lectures rule our lives.
Some students slip through the cracks of the system, not able to make it back.
We are paying for an education, so educate us. Don’t lead us on.
Teachers attack us like we’re the enemies, we’re on the same side.

Young and determined youth, we are not a threat. We are the future.
Future fire fighters, coppers, and skilled trades people.
Our chances for success is slim to none, we’re setup to fail.
Lets demand change, take it to the top and make them understand.

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