Teacher Lamentation – Sonnet I

At day’s start, rays cut through. Silhouettes bounce
  on top of linoleum sea that gleams 
  light under their shoes. The beams cease as earth
  moves and sun seems to rise, rise overhead.
The adolescents, awake too early, 
  snooze at desks or drag their feet along
  while teachers attempt to give it their all
  but in futility, as knowledge is
not well-absorbed through hypnopedia.
  At midday, sun shines-on outside, lighting
  the whole world alive, giving its all but
  in futility as Americans
snooze, drag feet along at the idea that
  kids and adults need time in sun for health.

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