New School

Etchingham School 1946

Etchingham School 1946 (Photo credit: ttelyob)

New school
Just like the old school
Thereโ€™s nothing like
An old fool
This is not celebration
This is condemnation
Living by the rules

New thought
Just like the old thought
Just as we always taught
This is not liberation
This is incarceration
All our souls are bought

(c) Helen Valentina 203, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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9 Responses to New School

  1. Louella says:

    Very dark and foreboding! Speaks volumes to me about routine and lines. Straight lines. Restriction of creativity.

    Well written to inspire those thoughts in me.

    Thank you for sharing!

  2. Brian Hughes says:

    I quite enjoyed school myself, right up until I got expelled.

  3. Geo Sans says:







  4. Hell yeah!!!
    for a moment i thought this was a Pink Floyd The Wall song lol
    We don’t need no Education ๐Ÿ™‚
    “the laddie fancies himself a poet?!!
    Repeat after me, an acre is the area….”

    would love to hear New School being sung with some guitars n drums n keyboards ๐Ÿ™‚

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