it’s a public street
they can’t tell us we can’t park
in an unmarked zone

rich white people suck
all the joy from their mansions 
and spit it elsewhere 

yet, we shall obey 
for we’re mere public servants 
who just can’t get home

how can one measure 
twenty-five minutes a day
taken from our lives?

simple math, of course:
the same numbers measure how
we teach our students 

it’s a public street
and we park on our soap box
with no microphone