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"NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND....MY ASS!!!"
  by --->ROX-Z<---


When my son was just the faint heart beat of a slowly developing seed.
I used 2 rub my belly and say "Baby boy u can be anything u wanna be"
Born with the odds stacked against him...he would only receive his mothers love.
Cuz his daddy was watering several flowers without using protective gloves.

But I was determined to make this sprout grow into something great.
He always tells me he loves me even when there's barely any food on the plate.
Only 3 years old and he already walks in heavy shoes...
Had 2 witness the day Mommy tried to end Daddy's life cuz she walked in to her baby being abused.

I moved him away and tried to give him a better life...
Enrolled him in an A+ school...I bought into the good life hype.
I know he needs plenty of love and extra attention.
I got the Assitant Principal callin me givin me a verbal letter of rejection.

They say he's too rowdy and can't be contained....
Givin a 3 year old the cold shoulder..damn they should be ashamed...
They have a full staff of teachers with doctorite degrees...
Makes me think they got their certification by sending in 4 UPC's and $2.95 in shipping and handling fees.

They tryin to oust my baby due to his comlex persona.
But be the first muthafuckas talkin bout how many kids choose 2 hug the corner.
I'm a single mother of four... a reality I can't escape.
But ur more willing to help a family that has a picket fence surrounding their landscape.

I thought we was livin in a world of EOE (equal opportunity education)
Instead of solving the problem U would rather pump him full of drugs leaving him in a state of sedation.
But I'll be damned if I let someone hurt him the second time around...
He's a KING and FUCK YO LIFE! if u think he aint strong enough 2 wear his crown.

Teaching children aint like flippin' burgers...u don't do it just 2 earn a check...
Ur supposed 2 be nuturing impressionable minds and instilling the importance of intellect.
Ur molding the future leaders of our country...man that's a scary vision...
No wonder so many kids turn 2 the streets or end up in prison...

Now I have to readjust his daily routine cuz yall didnt want him...how do I explain that 2 my kid?
Never thought the school system would neglect my child....just like his father did....



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Date Submitted: Sep 09, 2008 (12:15 PM)
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  DEEP THOUGHT
11/20/08 (09:43 PM) 
deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep love it 10 keep ya head up

  Beautiful*Ange...
11/13/08 (02:31 AM) 
this was so good and true! keep it up! i love reading them!

  Ebo0
11/11/08 (06:29 AM) 
danggg that was deep I like this..alot.

  Jojo13
10/11/08 (12:10 AM) 
read this poem cuz im planning to become a teacher, and im glad i did. teaching is a serious job that not everyone can do and we need more in our schools who care about ALL kids and not just the ones with picket fences. wonderful job :)

  Rosey
10/04/08 (01:12 AM) 
That is an absolutely beautiful pic. And it is a shame that schools are like that. This hit home, because I have no idea what my son will be like when he gets to that age, but his father has turned his back on him already, so then what do I do when he rebels and then others start turning their back on him. I figured schools and teachers, would be the last to do somethin like that. You're a beautiful person. Too bad society is so fucked up today, I'm scared for my son.

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