Published on: 2/12/2016
Sheep in Sheep's Clothing Grazing the Bell Curve

Entrusting life to luck ensures
That cold stochastic laws will drag
You down. For lack of sinecures,
Uneducated people lag

Behind the rest, but not because
They're stupid. They are simply blind
To what a bit of effort does
To elevate an average mind:

Assembled in their own backyard,
An arsenal of handy tools
They negligently disregard.
Inside the walls of public schools,

The wool pulled over sleepy eyes
Provides a boy with nothing better
Than idle time to theorize
On whether he should don a sweater

When left outside to face the cold.
The garb you wear defines your taste
And shows your age. By now, you're old
Enough to know that it's a waste

Of precious time to put your stock
In fashion statements. Life is more
Than just a chance to stage the mock-
Heroic gestures you'd deplore

In any better circumstance.
Nobody cares what clothes you wear
When, unprepared to dance the dance,
You cry that music isn't fair.