Raise the bar but not too far
We’ve only just begun
Want to learn but have concern
We want to have our fun
Don’t complicate, we'll hesitate
And never learn a thing
Reach for a star that’s too far
Can’t get the golden ring.
They work to change each little rule
Give them all broken tools
They don’t even have a clue
Just tell them what to do.
Once, you had to make the grade
Or else get left behind,
Now, the system pushes through
Teaches them: cry and whine.
Instead of teaching lessons
Appease at every turn
They’ve lowered the bar too far—
It’s all of our concern
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