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The Bicycle Ride

Posted in Articles, Poetry on March 2, 2011 by Wesley Jansen

I woke up this morning
And washed my face
Then I stepped outside
Willing to embrace…

Another day….
Shining bright and clear
With beautiful memories
That I hold so dear

The day was too lovely
To stay inside
So I decided to go
For a bicycle ride

……………………………

I felt so happy and so complete
As I peddled my bicycle
Down the street
And the warmth of the sun
Made me feel so free
With blessings of hope
And endless glee

And the feeling inside
Was ever so bright
As the coming of dawn
Had taken over the night

And I knew there was something
From which I had gone astray
Something I missed
Because I had looked away

But I found it again
And words couldn’t explain
How the rays of light
Had shown through the rain

Because I already knew
All the answers I sought
So I cast off the burden
Of my repetitive thought

And there was no longer a need
For me to look to the skies
Because it was only the light
Reflecting off of my eyes

And I no longer question
The absolute presence
Of the formless truth
Behind eternal essence

And I remember the past
Because I can finally see
That I took many roads
On my way to destiny

And as the light and the love
Kept growing inside
I began to realize
That I can no longer hide

For what we all have
And the reasons we care
Points to our main purpose
Which is to selflessly share

And when inner-love
Is outwardly projected
We know the truth
That we are all connected

And then I began
To be honest with Wes
And I had an Epiphany
That words can’t express

A realization
To which I’d been blind
Always known by my heart
Never known by my mind

And when I knew the truth
I felt free as a bird
But I didn’t realize
That I had run into the curb

I flew off my bike
And I hit a wall
Only scraped one of my knees…
But punctured both of my BALLS!

ouch….

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Hagwon Hell

Posted in Articles, Korea-Inspired Material, Poetry on March 2, 2011 by Wesley Jansen

Ode to the unfortunate English Academy Teacher in Korea

REFRAIN:

Up in the morning and down the road
to Hagwon Hell you go
The hours are long and the students are jerks
My friend, this is going to blow

Your students are stressed; they go to school all day…
They always do homework…they have no time to play

But it’s not really their fault that they study too much…
Their parents are forcing them…to be doctors and lawyers and such

The Korean economy is tough, and these kids are out of luck…
Because if they don’t learn English…their futures are fucked…

And it doesn’t really matter what dreams they hold dear…
If they don’t study their asses off…they won’t have careers

REFRAIN

Up in the morning and down the road
to Hagwon Hell you go
The hours are long and the students are jerks
My friend, this is going to blow

These children have pressure, and they feel quite blue…
But when they vent their frustration…the target is YOU!!!

They shout and they whine, they insult and abuse…
And all they do is laugh at you…when you blow a fuse

The students are tired, and they don’t give a shit…
They hate learning English…and they think you’re a prick

You thought you’d love teaching, but after this year…
All you’re going to care about…are hookers and beer

REFRAIN

Up in the morning and down the road
to Hagwon Hell you go
The hours are long and the students are jerks
My friend, this is going to blow