Sitting in the front row,Attentively looking, trying to mask the truth
Why he is wasting his time and gambling his future away?
Well groomed and soft spoken, no one could tell
Do some work, the teacher yelled.
Nothing stirs his emotionless face
A million and one excuses
Masculinity being interrogated!
Awaken from his slumber he must
I expect him to succeed
Along the Heroes Journey