Give me anguish that feels like my heart has been staked,
Give me betrayal, entrapment, and hatred of my race.
Give me shame, humiliation, and painful disgrace,
But please oh please spare me, a pretty face.
Each one faces the pesky situation
Some due to the vexing condition
Some due to the infuriaton
Even it may be of the cause of provoking.
It can be pestilent of because of irking
Annoying condition can even make it rasp of
One can easily be frustrated due to antagonizing
It will cussed of the state delight.
It is not an un-confounded one
Pleasing only can't re-rasp the condition
But by the means of confidence and relience
The cause for the frustation be eradiated
And the delightful nots can easily be done .
Then the "State of Exasperation" can just be surpassed.
.
When you're pestered
by a glib insurance dude
and you wanna be alone
without being rude.
When from cultic lunatics
there's no way out at all
and they push you against
your will against the wall.
When every corner you turn
leads to a dead end
as you try to flee from tax
collectors, my friend.
When you're chased by your
most dreaded creditors
and their shadows close in
on you inside elevators.
Examples are countless, don't
know how long the list is,
but more or less that's what
exasperation is!
.
A blank space
Unkempt
Overgrown
But, so full of happiness and future
With the nurturing that only time can bring
Change, new and innocent
Full of wonder and inexperience-
Almost childlike in nature,
Springs up slowly because of attention and patience-
As knowledge leads to a wisdom that only experience and maturation bring,
The ups and downs of continual trial and error
Erode the possibility devotion and hard work once brought about
Dry dusty earth is what is left of soil,
Once so dark and rich.
Birds chirp and flock about no longer
Squirrels do not feel welcomed
Those who once shared time and space peacefully,
Now find themselves caught up in a silent war
Full of stares that try unsuccessfully to hide confusion, sadness, and dispair
As the once beautiful garden is now, sadly, lifeless at best,
Struggling, all the while, to hold on.
Today’s students strive only to meet expectations
We used to go all out to exceed expectations
Young people have no real goals, just vague destinations
Their minds seem to be set on low-level vibrations
Our young people seem to lack worthy aspirations
Discouraged teachers are left with exasperation
With weapons in schools they must avoid confrontations
And keep a close eye on escape route locations
These kids can’t even hold meaningful conversations
Or do the simplest mathematic calculations
Their free time is spent in video game fixations
A "C" or a "D" harvests little indignation
Teachers get no support from school administrations
Even when students fail final examinations
These unmotivated kids have few variations
They only want to slide by and meet expectations
One day these children will be running corporations
Or choosing how governments make appropriations
It’s frightening when you consider the implications
For our world's future, I have angst-filled expectations
* For Paula's "Meeting Expectations" contest
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