Transcripts glow like neon; skill hides in a shadowy hall.
Grade-point halos polish myths, yet within the basics stall.
GPAs float like helium, tied to nothing firm,
while rounding to the hundred is now a mystery term.
Shuffling a system to drift through a soft parade of A’s,
a cargo cult of “equity” that’s built from empty praise.
Dressed up best on paper has now become the story sold,
but beyond all that glitters, here cannot become the gold.
Inspired by this article at The Argument about how schools are fudging grades for students, for a number of different reasons, with the result of a decline in the standard of education.
