The Student

 

I wish

I didn’t have to go

to school, to

study.

 

But

my mom says I need to

so I can have a

future.

 

Today

I tore my jeans;

I think I’ll just throw them out;

I can always buy

another.

 

I don’t understand

 

Why

do people say I’m lucky?

I do nothing

But assignments and homework.

 

I’m never free.

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The Worker

 

i wish

i had the opportunity

to read, to

write

 

but

my mama, she needs me

i am her only

future

 

today

i grip the sewing needle tight

stitch after stitch

 i have to fix

another

 

i do not understand

 

why

do people say they are unlucky?

i do nothing

but sew and stitch and fix

 

i am never free