Colored Boys Go Read Count : 5

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Growing up, I dreamt about being Super Mario

Until my teachers tried to push me down pipelines.

They said I could barely read so how could I be a hero?

My ADHD made me a criminal every time.

I sat in the back of class, afraid to talk

Because then it would garner unwanted attention.

My friends, they were outlined in chalk

And the administration threw their souls in special education.

How the hell could I convince

Them I wasn't stupid like as it apparently seemed?

If someone gave me the chance it would've been my promise

To show the world that I could do more than daydream.

It’s a miracle that I made it out with enough self-esteem

To know that I may have been delayed, but I could still grow.  

I survived but these college campuses don't ease me.

I look around and wonder where did the colored boys go?

Comments

  • Jan 24, 2019

  • My math teacher used to bully me at school bcz she thought I was stupid. She forced me to answer her question. When I didn't give the correct answer, she started to bully me till I saved by the bell. If only she could have given me another option to study math with easier way instead of spreading fear all over the class.

    Jan 24, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Awesome-unfortunately too many stories like this 🦋terrific that you broke through That shot and we’re able to reveal the Class person and outstanding writer you really are 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Jan 25, 2019

  • Jan 26, 2019

Log Out?

Are you sure you want to log out?