Gabriel Fitzmaurice: Three Poems

A Teacher Hopes It’s not that he’s stupid, It’s not that he’s a pup, It’s not that he’s a waster. He’s given up.   He can’t wait to get out of school, He’s given up the fight He’s had with education; He can barely read and write,   He can’t divide or multiply Yet he’ll make his way Through the world like the other kids In my class today   Because this kid’s not stupid— School’s failed him, I hope not I, I hope I haven’t harmed him This desktop-drilling boy.   I hope some way I’ve helped him With…

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