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Ghetto Classroom

caclarkfrieson — Tue, 02 May 2006 01:15:18 +0000

Ghetto Classroom

Boys with deep voices
The mind of a child
Boys who made poor choices
Boys running wild

Get to the classroom
First thing in the morn
They can’t settle down
My nerves already worn

Yelling and screaming
Raising holy hell
Lord take me away from here
My head’s in a swell

Running everywhere
Just like something wild
All I can do
Is cast an evil eye

Beating on the walls
Beating on the desks
Beating in the halls
Lord, I’ve tried my best!

Forgotten why I’m here
I can’t concentrate
Objectives not clear
I don’t want to hate

A job I used to love
Struggled to achieve
Invested countless hours
My teaching degree.

Now I can’t help feeling
It was all for naught
My intelligence is being wasted on
A bunch of hoodlums who don’t even want to be taught.

Copyright 2005 by Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson
This article was composed and written by Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson, and appeared in the September 16, edition of The People’s Voice African American Weekly News (http://www.peoplesvoiceonline.com/). This article may be reprinted with permission from the author:
Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson
email: caclarkfrieson@msn.com
322 Wilkie Clark Drive
Roanoke, Alabama 36274
334-863-4885
334-338-1149

“Blue Sapphire”

caclarkfrieson — Wed, 30 Nov 2005 14:20:13 +0000

Blue Sapphire
By Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson

Blue Sapphire, the color of my birth

Clear as the ocean…Sweet as the earth

Representing September, the time of my coming

Angelic like the Harp, soft melody strumming

Fresh as a spring breeze, it mirrors my spirit

Song of my soul…I wonder can you hear it.

Blue Sapphire, it adorns my life

I need it all around me, makes me feel so nice

Defining who I am; bluer than a summer sky

The sign of the Virgin…Yes, it is I!

Lover of knowledge, goodness and right

Reflected in Blue Sapphire, the color of light

Purity of Purpose, soft-spoken me

Blue Sapphire: the color of the part of me you do not see.

Copyright 2005 by Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson
This poem was composed and written by Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson, and has not been published anywhere lese, outside this blog. For that reason, it may not be reprinted in any form. Please direct any questions to:
Charlotte A. Clark-Frieson
email: caclarkfrieson@msn.com
322 Wilkie Clark Drive
Roanoke, Alabama 36274
334-863-4885
334-338-1149

Education

caclarkfrieson — Thu, 10 Nov 2005 14:52:08 +0000

E – is for Enlightenment that my mind can grow

D – is for Dedication to learn and to know

U – is for Uncontrollable, my desire to grow

C – is for Caring and Concern for those who have a need to know

A – is for Attitude, which must be right

T – is for Teaching, the true dawn after night

I – is for Interest in the problems of this world

O – is for Only, only those who pursue knowledge will rise

N – is for New Nation, that will emerge anew and alive

liberated from the abyss of ignorance that held them down

Education is the way, the truth, and the light for a world who has lost its way in the darkness of ignorance and illiteracy.