Hide and Seek
A reflection on America’s hidden curriculum
Line up so no one gets left behind
Play a quiet game and make sure any tears are dried
Voices might be heard over screams outside
and yet silence is the loudest sound
Everything is unfolding now…
Trained in blood while designing classrooms to hide
There might be a spot by their stations beneath the windows
Behind the books and across the playground
Try to find the place between make believe and lost and found
Everything is unfolding now…
Everything is unfolding now…
Everything is unfolding now…
Everything is unfolding now…
Armored with thoughts and a prayer
to save them from a bitter end
Armored with thoughts and a prayer
It’s hide and seek, we’ll play pretend
Armored with thoughts and a prayer
to save them from a bitter end
Armored with thoughts and a prayer
It’s hide and seek, you’ll play pretend
Voices might be heard over screams inside
Crocodile tears, “It could have been worse”
Use their names as notches for your campaign, your pride
Donation banners draped over a hearse
Everything is unfolding now…
Everything is unfolding now.
About the Creator
vibrant ghost
I’m a teacher who is just trying to figure out how to make sense of the world around me.
I usually write about social issues with a focus on disability and social justice.
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