Sitting in the darkened room.
Plastic flashing, sounds pulsating.
The light, when on, is harsh and unnatural.
A man, tall and large, lives within these confines.
Quick to anger, slow to reason, his intelligence is low.
A role he is given to shape minds and stuff them of knowledge.
Knowledge he said, scoff I said.
If you cannot think on your own,
how can you teach others to do the same?