I come to this school
I’m just the same as you
You want to learn science
You know I want to learn too
I live in a shelter
I once lived out on the streets
You laugh at my clothing, and
The worn out shoes on my feet
Why Do You Judge Me?
Will you ever accept me?
They shut down my job
And now I can’t find another
I’m looking for work
Can you help me out, brother?
You walk by with Disgust
The expression on your face
Do you have any Trust?
Is there even a trace?
Why Do You Judge Me?
I Wish you would Help Me
I worked hard all my life
Got no retirement pension
I made enough to get by
My body writhing with tension
My bones are all aching
I no longer have my good health
Some people work hard
Never receive any wealth
—Brian Crandall
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Well-penned and so very true. I really like that you used a first person point of view in this. I think it makes the poem even more real to the reader.
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This captures so much— Xenophobia, race and class divides, and the alienation of youth combined with their power to isolate and pick-on the Other. So many layers, so much pain…
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This is the truth. Except if you have a loving family you have a great wealth.
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Thank You, very much for the replies. For some reason, my computer would not show messages on wordpress until recently, and i still don’t know why. Your comments show that you really get it, what I was trying to say. I really like to write poetry from the perspective of the person who is suffering, rather than my own perspective.
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