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Poetry: Social injustice

A Cry For Help?

I started my new school today
full of hope along the way.
My mother said, "You'll be OK."

I was very tall and lean
doing sports, I was not keen.
Some other kids could be real mean.
And that would upset me.

They stood outside the school gate.
Every morning full of hate.
Every day I would try.
But, they always made me cry.

They'd knock me over, names they'd call.
They were not very nice at all.
I'd tell my mum I'd had a fall.
And she believed me.

Manys the time I was hurt.
Pulled myself out of the dirt.
Full of bruises, stains on my shirt.
No one would help me.

Told my teacher what was going on.
He said, "Pull yourself together son."
"Telling tales just isn't done."
He would not help me.

I've got nothing left to lose.
You'll hear about me on the news.
You try walking in my shoes.
But that won't help me.

They've driven me round the bend.
To all this, I'll put an end.
Goodbye mum, you were my friend.
You stood by me.

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