Status Quo

Asphalt cracks,
blossom in
overgrowth from
uninhibited weeds
bearing resemblance
to our
status quo.
Below average
becomes average,
and inner-city
students wilt
splittingĀ seams,
in education,
forced unraveling
by students
falling. Failing.
Both weeds
get cut
before they
can live.



Inside ourĀ outer circle a single
act, regurgitates justice: stealing, no,
sealing away approximations of
clarity as perspectives grow, callousing,
until entirely entrenched in abbreviated arrogance
over a verdict of unanimity.
Slowly stealing their second chance,
empty promises soon become
as material as the rain.