Of some i say /
been so long ago my day /
i see the same of yesterday /
Again i see today /
I walk my son to class /
My breath i gasp /
The same , the same i say /
Stay in line do not talk /
Just walk ,walk , walk /
No personality to express /
Hell not even at recess /
But he kicked me /
Teacher , teacher /
Why my revenge all you see /
My son , my son /
I can't get mad at you /
i did not like school too /
Hell that was back in "53 "
Then i too was eight /
School was a like bunch of prison mates /
jimmy j
I sais i try at this poem , bad i know but it is my feelings , thinking on my son and his problems with school ..keep that love real....
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