The phone

The phone

I find myself staring at the clock

Watching the second hand go tik tok

As I try to sit still in this room

All full or boredom and gloom

I try to look busy by writing this poem

Just because the teacher won't let us use our phone

That is something about school that I can not get

The try to prepare us for by treating us like a pet

So why do I sit here writing this useless poem

When I could be doing something productive on my phone

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note from the poet : This poem is basically what it says so this note may be quite short , it was written in my youth when was in school . and we had a free class and i wanted to do some study on my phone as I had notes for a test that was later in the week photographed , but as you can see the teacher refused and gave no rel reason . I decided since i had no work to record this event in poetry. I tried to explore how school seems so backward that in preparing us for the future they use methods of the past in my opinion schools should be the forefront of innovation allowing all the newest ideas to grow in the students minds . So hopefully this poem accurately represents how I felt and maybe you can also relate to it as well.