Correction Facility

I walked in a school campus one day and found professors abusing students; so I said to my fellow students we must speak up! They retreated with an eye on the future and I walked the unpaved road of hurdles bare of alliances. In my stride, I became human and none regrettably lost a thorn forest for a fruitfulness tree and the walls that once I was told have ears to one that shelter and comfort! Then in a span of some countless days and months, I stepped late due to their later revealed doubts in another campus; none measurable, less sizable, much smaller, neither gratified nor reputable. I found this time students abusing professors and I said to my self this must be a correction facility and I become more wise.