Radical Wrong In The Classroom Of Compliance Poem by Renee Marie

Prepped in perfect privilege
Entrance here is gained
Honor rules of 'etiquette'
From challenge, we'll abstain

Posture brow and jaw
No furrow nor clench be seen
Neutral here, we learn
Zip-lipped though minds be keen

Some err ~ a pompous flex;
'enlightened' egos teach
And stamp their student puppets,
An 'A' we're left to seek

For you have made it plain
Oh Far-Right demigod
We'll not dual principles
Nor dialogue to clog

Just keep things running smooth
Our master never bore
Your brilliance blinding me
I grope and bow some more

Fierce swaying Left and Right
My balance never won
Eighty-thousand later
The cap to air is flung

Truth be told just once
The world had hoped of Thee
A tug-o-war might here yield
A Citizen out of me

But you serve me on a platter
And here at last I stand
To whom then will it matter
That compliance made this man?

Reneé Marie