What I See

I see a room full of students

quietly doing their work.

Hah, psych.

What they really are doing

is just staring mindlessly at their screens,

waiting for the information to jump off the page

and smack them in the face.

They whine and complain

that the work is too hard

when they are expected to color a picture or be creative.

And yet, these children can't even read or write.

All around me,

I see learned incompetence.

And every day

it makes me want to quit.