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This hits me in ways that are unimaginable
I just can’t not reblog this, every single time.
I’m fairly sure I have reblogged this before, but I cannot help but reblog it again. I see this and I weep. Truly sobbing at my computer because I see all of the faces of my 8th grade boys who have had to grow up too quickly because they’re black, poor, and male. I think about their lives and the lessons that I can’t teach them in my 45 minute writing class. I cry because I know that some of them will not survive the war that Javon speaks about in this poem. I cry because I care so deeply for my students, but no matter what I do I am just one more adult that cannot protect them from their surroundings.
Preach. We have problems on our hands, America.