Unacceptable short poem

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The voice of good education
Echoes through the hall
Drowning out even the droning of the fan

Solid silence suspended above and between
Minds being moulded into something acceptable

This is the way forward, we are told
The only way somewhere, we are warned

Yet all I see are empty bodies in a silent hall
With thoughts having fled Forward,
To Somewhere of worth, that ignorance labeled

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