Here
I am at Public School,
Where
there is no more Prayer
Mother
would Home-School me but....
At
home there's no one there.
She
really does not realize,
Each
day what I must face
Tho'
I'm only ten years old,
My
School is a disgrace.
My
mother does not understand,
Why
I feel bad each day
Kids
are mean to me at school
When
I won't go "their way."
'Coz
Jesus lives within my heart,
At
School, I don't fit in
God,
I see and hear the things
That
You have said are SIN.
I
said my Prayer over lunch,
And
Teacher fussed at me
But
I always say my blessing, so
I
hid where she couldn't see.
At
School are gangs who like to fight-
They
use Your Name in Vain
In
class I Witnessed to a friend,
-
Got demerits by my name.
And
I told my Teacher yesterday
'Evolution'
was a lie
She
sent me to the Principal....
Then
I began to cry.
I
wish that mother understood,
So
I wouldn't have to go
Into
that Public School each day-
Lord
help my mom to know.
If
Home-Schooled I will work so hard
And
all my homework do !
Then
I could pray whenever I,
Wanted
to talk to You.
If
it's okay I'm begging now,
God
I've never begged before,
Please
ask mother not to send me,
To
that School no more.
  
Author/Poem Written
By:
Tammy Boatman-Young
2000
 
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