T D Mitchell


John and Mary Go to School


Look, look John,
Look, look Mary,
There is a thought.
Feel it begin to grow,
Feel it begin to spread
its tendrils through your
young, oh so young minds.
Feel it lead to other
thoughts.
Feel it lead to doubts,
Feel it lead to unease and
uncertainty.
Feel it lead to questions.
Feel it lead to rebellion.

Look, look John,
Look, look Mary
See how i crush that
thought.
See how i wipe that thought
out of your young,
oh so young minds.
See how i mould you to
conform.
See how i numb you to the pain
and suffering of others.

See John, see Mary,
how you become like me.

Oh weep John,
Oh weep Mary.

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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