poetry by j matthew waters

raising the bar

the classroom is full but none
are allowed to raise their hand
and if you did well
that would be the end of that

outside the windows
the children can see a soccer field
and ball diamond
brand new colorful playground equipment
that none are allowed to use

day by day
and hour by hour
the microcosm’s adult population
continues to diminish
while the artificial intelligence
implanted into its youthful citizenry
continues to grow

august two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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