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Literary (Submission): Philosophy Major

5/26/2018 09:16:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments

The philosophy major stands
Before the cold, cruel world
Thinking, contemplating
Not uttering a single word

The degree he finished
He must now use
In this society
Of waste and refuse

What is good
And what is bad
What must be done
In the time he had

The philosophy major sits
On the cold, dark sidewalk
As his graduation cap collects alms
And no one wanted to talk

He showed the rich men
What was good and bad
And was cast aside
They thought he was mad

He showed the commoners
That they were going to die
And they all avoided him
They just don't have the time

The philosophy major sleeps
On the cold, hard ground
His beautiful mind at ease
In dreams, peace he found

For in his quiet thoughts
In his musings he was alone
Saved from the judgement
Of the cold cruel world he'd known

A world he thought he understood
For he knew the art of thinking
But the student felt for naught
Because no one was listening

But despite being shunned
The student persisted
Continued his teachings
His learnings will not be wasted

The philosophy major now lies still
As the May showers appear
May his daily rambles stay
To the nameless pedestrians all year