Ngoc Nguyen Poet I do not know?

Mad World

I want to choose, but life’s demands refuse;
     still, with intent, I spin these lines in rhyme.
The world denies, distorts what I would use,
     yet I hold course in this unyielding clime. 

From birth, we’re formed in crowded public schools,
     taught lessons, tamed, and channeled to graduate; 
they save us from becoming “useless” fools,
     yet steal our time to dream and self-create. 

I want the space and freedom for my path,
     my way (to guard the sovereignty of my thoughts);
never again will my hard-won, applied math
     enrich the suits whose souls give me no thought.

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