poem 3

 

Poem #3

 

 As the year starts brand new,

Everyone seems excited for a new school year,

The tone of the darker shade of the kids viewing

Doesn’t seem to affect being around different kind of children.

Full of fear, and sometimes hate,

No one can understand what they might think.

Feelings of wanting to do better but stuck in between whats good and whats bad

Decision making comes very hard for the children of color.

With less love and encouragement at home

All they could do is day dream of what the future might bring to them

First time back in a new school, rosy red cheeks and smirks feel the room.

The elderly lady with classes sits in front of the class

Making them feel warm and welcomed ready to pass.

Going home thinking of what the school year might bring

Lots of joy happiness love is all the kids day dream of.