Send me to a school where
Mold grows and minds don’t because
There aren’t enough teachers to
Handle teeming classes of souls
Who yearn to grow but are constantly
Written off as incorrigible,
Move the school out of my neighborhood
When its heat doesn’t work and
Textbooks harken back to the days of
New wave, old wave limiting the chances
I’ll ever get out. Tell me I can’t learn because
I’m broken, not broke. Tell my mother
Her three jobs aren’t enough to keep
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