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maddorani
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since 11-18-2007
Posts 419
houston,tx


0 posted 10-22-2012 12:09 AM       View Profile for maddorani   Email maddorani   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for maddorani


Mama mama
Why do I have
Black frizzy hair?

Honey,
you are just
Beautiful
In every way.

Mama mama
Why am I hairy?

You are not hairy
Look at other
People that are
Hairier than you
Sweetheart.

Mama mama
Why do I have
Different blotches
Of color on my skin?

Darling,
You are unique
in Your own way.
You are a
Special child
That god loves.

Mama mama
Why do kids
And people
Look at me
In a different way?
Why do they
Turn me away?

Donít worry about them.
You didnít do
Anything wrong.
Itís the heart that
Matters.
Mama mama
Why do kids think
Iím a lesbian?
Is it because
I barely talk to guys?

Donít listen to them!
You are my precious
Daughter.
Who cares what
Others think!
You donít need guys.

Mama mama
Why did people
Throw spitballs at me?
Is it because Iím
Abhorrent
And disgusting?

You are not disgusting.
You are pure and clean
Like an angel.
You have dignity
And sincerity.

Mama mama
Why do kids
Make fun of me?
Why do they bully me?
Is it because Iím different?
Is it because I look different?

Of course you are different
People donít have the
Same personality.
Yes, you do look different
People donít have the
Same appearances.
Mama mama
I canít take this anymore!
Everything overwhelms me!
The kids think Iím some kind of toy!
They pushed me against the lockers.
They kicked me against the stomach.
They wouldnít stop until I bleed.
It was just words.
Then it got violent.

Be strong you can fight it off.
Patience is the answer to everything.
Be valiant.
Stand up for yourself.

Mama mama
I want to die!
I canít take it anymore!
Help me!
I want to kill my self!
I want to cut my wrists
Until, I bleed to death!
What did I do wrong?
What did I ever do?
I tolerated it!
Now, I canít tolerate it anymore!
School is hell for me!
I really wish I was dead!

My baby donít say that!
What will I do without you!?
You are my precious little darling.
You canít think like this!
Iím your mother.
I will help you.
And you are right
You have tolerated enough.
We should move you to a school
That makes you happy.

Mama mama
Thank you!
I love you!
I can be free at last.

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Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 11-07-2002
Posts 124
In The Mirror


1 posted 01-12-2014 08:07 AM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Email Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

The terror felt by some in these situations is very real to them. It's not new, you just hear more of it with today's many modes of information. The mother did the right thing all along, yet the moving option is not always available for some families.

Sad.

...just bein' Bluesy

maddorani1991
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since 03-21-2013
Posts 7


2 posted 01-12-2014 01:55 PM       View Profile for maddorani1991   Email maddorani1991   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for maddorani1991

yupp I wrote about of what is going on right now and I used some of my experience when I was in elementary and middle school
Margherita
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since 02-08-2003
Posts 21217
Eternity


3 posted 01-23-2014 05:10 PM       View Profile for Margherita   Email Margherita   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Margherita

Maddorani, you have written very well about this horrible situation that is reality for far too many children. I wonder why teachers have no ways to make such behavior stop. There should be much more attention to this problem.

I am an old lady, but I also have memories of school that stood with me for a lifetime. I remember not referring anything to my mother because I knew it would have saddened her and I didn't tell the teacher, because we always were told to be tough and not to whine. I told my brother though and he fought in my defense. When he was around nobody dared to disrespect me.

Very well done.

Margherita
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