Missionary

Someone took this clipboard
Put it in my hand
Pointed to a map
Told me where to stand
Only takes a moment
Doesn’t cost a dime
Maybe I could change your mind
I spent the whole summer
Repeating lines I memorized
I was disregarded
I was criticized
Back at the apartment
Poured a glass of wine
Maybe I could never change your mind
I was so proud in my
Crimson cap and gown
Of a little roll of paper
That the dean was handing out
I didn’t know it then
But I would learn it over time
That I could never change your mind