Losing Your Way Poem by John Sensele

Easier to lose your way
Dreaming of gargantuan glory in Utopia
While success sails away
From your future, spanking the pier

Your servile studies assassinate
Continuous assessment breathes its last
As you grow passionate
About fantasy and folly in your militant mast

That draws you stacks from the whack
Detracting you from the goal to earn the key
To the future you attack
With venom and vociferation in the glee

You flaunt with your terrible taunt
Uttering acres of baloney, achieving little
Installing and distilling advice that won't
Pour unity and dignity into the spittle

You engender
Walking on your head
Goring the gender
Balance you trade in the bed

That declaims the disarray
your social studies suffer
When you can't distinguish foolish forays from the array
With deliberation your efforts ought to offer

In salient sacks and stacks of bucks
Your studies demand
In the pack that lacks and sacks
Analytical skills in the contusion command

You raise to sanctity
Poking pores on the pact
You assented in the eventuality
Your impetuosity incurred when red handed you got caught in the act.