Learn

Learn

A Poem by child of God

High School
They teach us.
Math and history.
They teach us.
English and Science
But what do we get from it?
I have graduated.
And I wonder:
What have I learned?
They did not teach.
Me, how hard it
To get a job.
Or about the
Struggle of
Keeping an
Apartment
My mother
Is thirty-nine
Years old.
And I watch.
Her work every day.
I witness her struggle.
With a minimum-wage job
And go to college to become something.
She doesn’t even want to be
Just to care for four children
And did we appreciate it?
No we didn't, but she still
Struggles and works hard
Caleb, you laugh as you walk around.
And muck things up.
Joey, you run around and go MIA
Without a word to mom
Laura, you are a pretty good kid.
But do you help with housework?
What we do, and where we are
We have been kicked out of our home yet again.
And whose fault is that?
Not you, mom; you work hard.
I see the stress you go through.
Mother, you have taught me more about life
than high school. I am sorry.
I took you for granted,
Mom, I love you.

© 2024 child of God


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Added on October 4, 2016
Last Updated on June 25, 2024

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child of God

edmond , OK



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My name is Stephanie Phillips I am 25 years old I have been writing for nearly seven years I'm a mother of two kids daughter's autistic with apraxia of speech son adhd and I am an autistic woman who .. more..

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