res ipsa loquitur

My mother is adamant:
I should not go to law school.

She went once.
She went and learned and argued
impassioned proofs that burned justly in her chest
inane sophistry to prove she could.

She went and learned and married
my father, who also went and learned
and they argued through a divorce and past it.

My mother does not want me
to go to law school
because afterwards, I'd likely become a lawyer.

I would argue things I agree with
and some I do not
but I will argue harder for the good, I think.

Most of all, my mother does not want me
to go to law school
because law school makes you arrogant.

To this I can only reply
with a chuckle.
I am a poet already.