Wait Your Turn
Wait Your Turn Photo by Fabian Heimann on Unsplash Wait Your Turn They bid us work, and strive, and strain, They preach the gospel of grit and pain. The virtue of patience, a long-held breath, Wait your turn, they assure, until death. With diligent toil within the system's fold, Good things will come, a story often told. They hail the high road of academic might, Perfect grades, degrees, and the burning night Of all-nighters, leading to institutions grand, The path to success paved by a diploma in hand. The central command, the mantra they impart: Work hard, and success will fill your heart. But the hollow sound their pronouncements make, From a sheltered world, for goodnes’s sake. A place sustained not by relentless effort's cost, But by the legacy that was never lost, By exclusive gates and a lineage long, A privilege entrenched, where they belong. They fail to grasp the truth that grinds us down, The doubled effort just to keep the crown From slipping, just to stay where w...