To you,
Substitute-
A mere copy,
Nothing more than a
Last minute stand in.
I am addressing
You and only you
Mr Substitute.
You who maliciously
Attempted to make my
Son feel less than;
You who with your
Contrived agenda
Sought to edify
Your unequivocal ignorance
Thinking that the
Young Puerto Rican boy was
Likely another statiscal
Data point representing
Yet another victim of a
Fatherless phenomenon yet,
There we were-
That Puerto Rican boy's
Mother and Father
At the school house,
Bright and early
To shine a light and
Expose your uneducated and
Ill informed ***
May we
You and I
Discuss politics on an
Even playing field
Mr. Substitute,
While in your little world
You fumble over
Your phone
Pressing 1 for English or
2 for Spanish,
Let me translate
Let me educate
You substitute
So that next time
You decide to
run your mouth,
Consider keeping mute.
Before you choose
To marginalize
An entire race
Let's have a face to face
Mr. Substitute
My son comes from
Those very people
You express such
Disdain for
Those people who
Have bled and died
For this country since
The first World War
Perhaps that historical fact
Escapes you
While you make no effort to
Teach the truth
You can't hide the fact that
They also bled and died
In the name of freedom in
World War Two
Korea
Vietnam and Panama
Iraq and Afghanistan
Serving, bleeding, and dying
Just hoping to secure
Their place
Amongst society
So that you can
Let loose your vile tongue.
Instead of teaching
The value of equality
And sparking a sense of
Hope in the young,
Understand though
Mr. Substitute
Both karma and I are
Far from done.
I chose to exercise civility
In my quest to
Teach you a lesson
In humility
A lesson in diversity
Oh how I wish
that were me
Looking back at you
In that classroom
Mr. Substitute.
Fortunately,
The blood that runs
Through my fiery veins
Runs through my sons.
Under no circumstance
Will he accept the
***** matter that
Effortlessly flows
Through your
Venemous lips.
Unlike you
Mr. Substitute
We are accepting of others
Even if you yourself are
Nothing short of
A misguided
Intolerant bigot,
My son and I
Refuse to
Stand idly by
Without exposing
You as the
Village idiot.....
Mr. Substitute
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 5:41 PM UTC
To you,
Substitute-
A mere copy,
Nothing more than a
Last minute stand in.
I am addressing
You and only you
Mr Substitute.
You who maliciously
Attempted to make my
Son feel less than;
You who with your
Contrived agenda
Sought to edify
Your unequivocal ignorance
Thinking that the
Young Puerto Rican boy was
Likely another statiscal
Data point representing
Yet another victim of a
Fatherless phenomenon yet,
There we were-
That Puerto Rican boy's
Mother and Father
At the school house,
Bright and early
To shine a light and
Expose your uneducated and
Ill informed ***
May we
You and I
Discuss politics on an
Even playing field
Mr. Substitute,
While in your little world
You fumble over
Your phone
Pressing 1 for English or
2 for Spanish,
Let me translate
Let me educate
You substitute
So that next time
You decide to
run your mouth,
Consider keeping mute.
Before you choose
To marginalize
An entire race
Let's have a face to face
Mr. Substitute
My son comes from
Those very people
You express such
Disdain for
Those people who
Have bled and died
For this country since
The first World War
Perhaps that historical fact
Escapes you
While you make no effort to
Teach the truth
You can't hide the fact that
They also bled and died
In the name of freedom in
World War Two
Korea
Vietnam and Panama
Iraq and Afghanistan
Serving, bleeding, and dying
Just hoping to secure
Their place
Amongst society
So that you can
Let loose your vile tongue.
Instead of teaching
The value of equality
And sparking a sense of
Hope in the young,
Understand though
Mr. Substitute
Both karma and I are
Far from done.
I chose to exercise civility
In my quest to
Teach you a lesson
In humility
A lesson in diversity
Oh how I wish
that were me
Looking back at you
In that classroom
Mr. Substitute.
Fortunately,
The blood that runs
Through my fiery veins
Runs through my sons.
Under no circumstance
Will he accept the
***** matter that
Effortlessly flows
Through your
Venemous lips.
Unlike you
Mr. Substitute
We are accepting of others
Even if you yourself are
Nothing short of
A misguided
Intolerant bigot,
My son and I
Refuse to
Stand idly by
Without exposing
You as the
Village idiot.....
Mr. Substitute
How unfortunate that in this day and age an educator, someone in a position to help shape and mold the young mind of high school students, felt compelled to share his political agenda in a class that had absolutely nothing to do with politics. He approached two young students, one of them my son, and proceeded to make some inflammatory and discriminatory remarks against Hispanics. My wife and I were standing tall at the school doors at first light to report this misguided bigot. I took the civil route in allowing the school's Principal to address this disgusting issue. I hope to see results otherwise i will pursue this matter further and make no mistake, I will find a way to bring a great deal of attention to this matter if the school tries to sweep this under the rug. Here is a piece I wrote about this experience as my mind was mired in dissapointment, anger, and confusion...
