Little School House

Hallways lined with air drift in and out of spectrum,
Feet leads foot, as stumbler, graces the horde.
Education, a straight jacket to reality.

Crayons blackened and burnt into paper,
Mitosis, three eyes blind, one voice.
Experience, reiterate water skimming a stone.

Pedals prevail the fiery gusts,
opus, vast parallels, gears lurch.
Knowledge, a recreation of the cognizant.