Zimbabwe

Today what I'm thinking about is people who are less fortunate than me. I read an article [teacher's note: this was from The Economist] about how the president of Zimbabwe, Robert Mugabe, is getting millions of dollars but he is refusing to feed the people in his country or even purify the water. The United Nations asked for him to step down but he refuses. He says he got everything under control. This teaches you how people are selfish, don't care about nobody except their own self. But I complain about the food not being too much or it being too less. I never thought about how people are starving and how the homeless people in my neighborhood feel when they see me eating and they ask me for some money and I say no. So right now I'm comparing myself to the president of Zimbabwe. I used to be selfish, just thinking of myself.

Taught to Hate

Teacher's Note: This is response to a writing and thinking prompt, "Do we have to be taught to hate, or do we come by it naturally?"

Sometimes we were taught how to hate but sometimes we do not, it comes naturally.

No one taught me how to hate
no one taught me how to love
I taught myself how to love and hate
no one told me hate was bad and love was good
I had to find out myself

hate, hate, hate, it comes in so many ways
it comes in different colors different languages
you never know when it is going to get you
but it will get you sooner or later

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time I used to skip school a lot and smoke a lot of marijuana. I did not obey my parents by not going to school and smoking weed and hanging with a group of trouble makers. So one day my uncle came by my house and was like, "Your mother don't know what to do with you so we're going to court and you going to move with me and my wife to Stafford till you turn eighteen." At the time I was sixteen.

So a couple of weeks later we went to court. They got outside and we went to my house, packed my bags and drove to Stafford.

The first couple of weeks were going good. I was staying right at my mother's house every weekend and would go back to my uncle's house on Sunday night. To make a long story short we moved to Spotsylvania; then I got kicked out of school. So we changed schools. Things were going good at first. But I didn't like the neighborhood we was living in cuz it was in the suburbs and the community was very boring to me. So around Thanksgiving break, last year, I was doing things my uncle did not allow, so he tried to get me locked up. So I moved back with my mother.

When I moved back out here I started hanging with the wrong people again and started skipping school. I got put on papers and 36 hours after I was on papers, I went out past my 11:00 to get a dutch and ended up robbing somebody and got locked up for the first time.

Lost in the System

Ever since I got in this hell hole about a week ago, I've been praying to get out. Mom thought I should stay in so I won't get in anymore trouble...I thought it was a straight idea so I prepared myself. This morning I woke up just knowing I was going to go to school tomorrow, at least that's what I prayed for. I'm not one of those youths who don't take advantage of the opportunities to go to school, I hate to miss it actually. And since I been in here I then already missed one week. Not good at all. So now I guess I'm going to get penalized for not going so I guess Ima have to deal with that. Plus I gotta wait until December 8th to go to court and I pray they let me out because I don't like being in here. Some of these people just love being locked up...not me. I'm better than that and when I get outta here Ima have to prove it. Just hope I don't get lost in the system.

Underestimation

Is underestimation something that has to be done all the time?
I mean why can’t people respect people for whom, or what they really are? It gets me that when some one does the right thing they’re considered a punk, or a wimp, or something. Why do people even care? Why can’t people be who they are and other people be who they are? That, my friend, disconcerts me. It disconcerts me a lot to watch someone be tormented, or teased, or disdained because of something they like or how they look. It provokes me somewhat, but not a lot because it simply doesn’t matter what other people think. As long as you’re doing, or being
you.

On My Mind

All that's on my mind is my mother, and my girlfriend. I just hope that my Mom isn't taking this too hard. I don't want her to worry about anything because I'm okay. I just want her to know that I miss her a lot and that I wish I could've done better and just want to go to school and I want her to know that I love her. And my girlfriend, I just hope that she ain't stressing herself about anything because it wouldn't do her or our baby any good. I just want her to know that I'm missing her and the baby like crazy and that soon I'm going to be with them and that I promise that I'm not going to leave them again. She's 4 months pregnant and I'm the happiest dude ever knowing that she's having my 1st child and I love her to death for that. I want to let her know that I love her with all my heart and soul and that I have her and the baby on my mind and that I'll be with them soon.

Rhymes

If I had to start my life over
I wouldn't cause it would only cause more pain
I done been through some things
that regular people would call insane
but I ain't foolish
don't get me confused with some of those other dudes
Because I'm cruel
like no other
you will suffer
If I can't find you I will come find your mother
sister, brother, whatever
I can find to make you like me
but come find out it's only I like me
but come find out it's not a person it's a word
and all of the people that can handle it is in the dirt
it's only 1 life to live and I'm filled with it
sometimes it's mixed with pleasure that's why people
continue to deal with it
ready or not here I come with it
and when I hit you you probably not gonna be paying attention
I used the bathroom throw up but it won't come out of there
so I just say forget it and live in despair
what I'm talking bout I'm living with is just called pain
I done tried everything and I just want change