The VoteA Poem by Elinor WilliamsThis is a spoken word for a University Project. Any feedback would be very gratefully recieved!! I return with why I don't vote. Ha ha politics!Last year I wrote in blue, this year in black, but no one will care if you sat at the back or the front of the class as long as you pass. Those special little letters made up from an alphabet of six, after seven years, six grades they pick but they never tell you of the working class hero with ambitions, who grew up as an academic "zero". Working for the food in his babies' stomachs, Tell me how that "A" in Maths would taste with butter, and that "E" is the equivalent of nothing but utter failure? I'll never need Pythagoras' to buy milk and bread, or scientific facts that are out dated when read . Or even being told my wording is wrong, knocked down in my subject even if the answer written was correct, Subtle conformity, that asks you all to submit these pieces of work, that if they were shoes, would all have the same fit. It's not I don't have dreams, I'm just more of a realist. Your general studies teach nothing general at all, where were the life studies in being a father of four? When University is a luxury because nobody wants to know when the gap year's not a gap year, for the reason you can't go. The Debt, the confusion and perhaps even the grades. While political parties make decisions to win over the crown Where were our voices when this s**t went down? That the decisions are made, by the top ten percent when I was too young to vote when they wanted this consent. On my future, that isn't taught in schools. Neither are politics, Paying bills or the struggle that come with a lively juggle, that isn't bullying, sex or solvent addiction with a math turned health teacher to give this presentation. I don't doubt the teachers passion or those who help run our schools But do you fear the future of the nation you rule? Maybe it's the nursing homes, that have fewer rights than prison and how maybe you'll suffer the fate you forced on every other person. I call for equality with sound reasoning, When listening to our concerns, try not to slam That if we're old enough to undertake exams, and planning careers to be sought in the future surely educating politics isn't too immature. And while kids were getting pregnant, It was you who demanded respect. when all you could offer was a school suspension, benefits and neglect. That "your elders are always right", and that's the reason to believe contesting my rights as a human is an ideal we achieve. Yes, support that children should be children and hold adult cultures at bay, but when their minds are young you're judging them anyway , you're teaching them to aspire to University creeds, and then holding up the out of reach deeds. Conditioning me that Qualifications are my only chance of success then entering into uni with halls that just surpass now my future is to think about a little place of my own tagged with mortgages, debt, ISA's and regretted loans. That the people who were forced to borrow, were the people who couldn't pay back. That's how we landed in a recession owing money to the bank.
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StatsAuthorElinor WilliamsWales, United KingdomAboutMy name's Ellie, I'm 19 years old and I'm a Film Production Student. more..Writing
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