Grade, be not Good
The troubled person of the educational status tells their tragic tale based on the words of John Donne's "Death, be not Proud".
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Grade, be not good, though some have called thee
Lousy and dreadful, for they are much so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Drop not, poor Grade, nor yet canst thou fail me.
Without rest and sleep, which but all tests be,
Failures; then with thee much more will flow,
And soonest our brain cells for thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to guesses, cheats, and professors,
And dost with pencils, ink, and papers dwell,
And text or slides can make us cry as well
And worse than my death; why not curve'st my scores?
One short study missed, it falls eternally
And grade shall be no more; Grade, thou shalt drop.