Clutter rampaged across his mental landscape
Leaving a mess of chaos that scrambled his thoughts
Old ideas mixed with current observations and new connections
Giving him no chance to respond to her questions
Grimacing all he could do was shrug his shoulders
Everything he wanted to say tried to come out at the same time, allowing nothing to escape his lips
Distraught, he knew that job opportunity was lost
An active mind is always trying to find things out
Searching for the answers to all their questions
Knowing that it was an impossible feat but the attempt must be made
Raising expectations to an unsustainable level
As the crowd goes wild, flying over the gap between fiction and reality
Making the question of how they would land a scary topic
Pitching sideways on the landing, the public crashed and burned, and that’s why we can’t have nice things
“Questioning what I do will cost you more.”
“Uh, why do you say that?”
“As you waste my time asking me, the expert you hired, stupid questions, my price goes up.”
“Reasonable, but that isn’t a good working relationship.”
“This isn’t a coworker situation. We have an employer-employee situation.”
“Except that always ends in a toxic work environment. We need to have a de-escalation training.”
“Really? You think that? I quit! You can take your two bits and shove them!”
Note: two bits = 1 quarter
Striking him across the face gave her satisfaction
Which brought all activity in the room to a halt
It caused him to hesitate to react to her attack
Pirouetting away from him, she stormed her way out
Everything had gone to plan. No one would question if she had stolen anything.
So many questions that need answers found
Only each of those answers spawn more crunchy questions
Leaving the circle of knowledge ever turning
Valuable as that cycle is, sometimes you just want to find an end
Especially when it come to taking an exam
All of you have questions
So many of you will never utter them though
Knowing you would not embrace the answers
The problem seemed unsolvable
Everyone in the class vehemently agreed that it couldn’t be done
And Miss Snow wistfully agreed, but then she began to ask questions
Can you.. could you… how would you…
Having their preconceived notions challenged, they began to explore
Engaging the problem with new vigor, trying new possible solutions
Reaching the answer, they were proud to prove Miss Snow wrong.
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