The Sausage Machines <br /> <br /> <br />Neat little children march into schools, <br />Do as you are told and do not break the rules. <br />If you aren’t too clever we will give you aid <br />But don’t dare be bright: you’ll be bored I’m afraid, <br />While you wait for the others to grasp the idea. <br />You must all be the same, like sausages, I fear. <br /> <br /> <br />Don’t ask too many questions, that is not allowed, <br />Just blend in nicely, be part of the crowd. <br />Open your books at page twenty-three <br />And read what it tells of our history. <br />The truth? That’s irrelevant, be quiet and look, <br />We were the victors so we wrote the book. <br /> <br /> <br />Of course you aren’t allowed to think for yourself, <br />Just remember how each country gains its wealth. <br />Forget what you want, these are our lesson plans <br />You need to know this nonsense to pass your exams. <br />Neat little sausages march out to earn, <br />Now is the time when you start to learn.<br /><br />Irene C S ClarkHogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sausage-machines/
