My Academy

I didn't feel like it,

But I was CEO,

I held the strategy,

I was an academy,

Would I ever learn?

I didn't feel like it,

But the warnings weren't red,

The sirens were mirages,

Painting subconscious collages,

Would I ever learn?

I didn't feel like it,

But in the class of fire,

Where orange crushed me,

I heard a wondrous symphony,

Was I becoming wise?

I didn't feel like it,

But my breath held its worth,

The value of life I'd been gifted,

Gold found in ashes sifted,

Was I becoming wise?

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