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CJ Sutherland Mar 2018
A school poet" Clever"
Stated she was NOT allowed
To participate in the scheduled WALKOUT
They escorted her back to her classroom
Less she face Repercussions
that would linger on her school record
permanant  suspension  
Walk out vs family trust
The administration even
locked the bathroom doors
And exits for 17 minutes
Instead the students were given 17 minutes
Of free  exspression
TO DO AND SAY WHAT WHAT EXACTLY
The didn't say she couldn't walk out
The choice was not a choice
it was an ultimatum
Rather like a bully tactic
Which is why the students are
here in the first place
At first I like many believed
There is a fine line between integrity  
And a students true intent solidarity
Rather just a ploy no classes for the day
Until my grandson told me about
A shooting in the park
he just walked through
To get to school
He arrived in time for the lock down  
His older brother's friend died in his arms
Neither youth attended that school
That were walking to work
His friend feared he would be jumped
Ask his brother to walk with him
As an educator I have to wonder
What is the problem
A gun has no power on its own
It's the hearts bad minds of the user
There has to be a better way
To keep our children safe
I don't think a walk out is the answer
It's not a bad idea to
Educate teacher in self defense
As a person we should all know
It's a sign of our times
Thank you clever for the poem inspiration
CJ Sutherland Mar 2018
I’m To young to be old
To old to be young
My daughter
Constantly told me
Grandmothers
Don’t dress like that
Raising her eye brow
In disapproval
Giving my that looking
I’m conservative
But trendy
Victoria Secrets
Nike
Michael Kors bags
Only the latest designers
My Grandson
Gave me the BEST
compliment
he called me a Baller
I had to look it up !!!
For those of you who
do not know
What that means
I’m dressed to the nines
everything matches  
trendy on point
My reply to my daughter
is yes they do
because I’m rocking it
My birthday is a week from today
I always take stock of the past year
Where I am we’re I want to be in the future
And most importantly
Who I have become
I like who I am for the most part
The rest is a work in progress
CJ Sutherland Mar 2018
Raised by my father
I was knee high to a grasshopper
My brothers and sister and I had
Many Nannies and Babysitters

When I turned sixteen
I applied for my drivers permit
The paperwork returned
Wrong date of birth

It had to be a mistake
Crazy right  everyone knows
their own birthdate

I Requested my birth certificate
Come to find out
My birthday is 13 days later
I felt lost in the shuffle

Forgotten hurt
Of course leave it to
One brother to call every year
On my fake birthday
Laughing
happy fake birthday


the irony I was my father’s favorite
Charmin Carmen
Well at least he calls right in a day when families drift apart
CJ Sutherland Feb 2018
At the age of 17
I graduated high school
The fast track for college
To become a Doctor  
Next logical step; marriage  
had a child at the age 19
age 21 divorced
I was never going to get married EVER again
age 23 I met a man
I met him in a bar
 I did not give them my phone number
but he listened intently
the next day he showed up at my work
I thought he wanted my parking spot
I said I’m not leaving  not recognizing him
I was eating my lunch in my car how pathetic
since he couldn’t take me to lunch
he offered to take me to dinner
from that day on
we were together every day
The third day
he told me he love me
After one week
we were going out to lunch
he said he had a really great idea
I thought he was referring to
where we were going to eat
he paused was quiet
I said that sounds great
He cleared his throat and said
Will you marry me
Did I mentioned he was 13 years older(36)
I said the first thing that came to mind
are you (f word)  kidding me
I don’t even know you
but then when I looked at him
I realized he were serious
I told him ask he again
in a year
Two weeks before one year
He was down on one knee
Now? he grinned
He just knew
I rationalized
If I have ten good years
That would be better then most
36 years later
Still together
So much has changed
Do you ever look In the mirror and wonder
who is that
what happened to me
My dreams, desires and goals,
Who I wanted to be When I grew up
I am in the winter
Of my discontent
By most accounts I had a good life I have weathered every storm
I am entering  old age I’m no longer advenseable That scares me
CJ Sutherland Feb 2018
My mother was a *** on the streets of L.A.

I use to pray
Let mommy be alive
Father told us
She was dead

Sisters whispers
That’s not true
He took us away
So now I knew

Years of search
To find her and care
Many empty faces
It’s awful out there

The streets of L.A.
A bitter cold place
Survival changes
God’s good grace

My preyers
Had been answered
She was alive
Dying ,each passing day

God gave
Her to me then
He took her away

No more
Do
I
Pray
My mom had throat cancer I got to know her for 3 months I was 18 I prayed my younger years for her to be JUST ALIVE I  blamed myself for not praying for more she was only 46 when she dyed it took Amiy years to realize at least I got to know her
CJ Sutherland Feb 2018
IT...............................TAKES
A...............STRONG....­............MAN
To...............................................­....LOVE
A.........................................WOMAN
YET.....­..........................................IN
HIS.................­..............weakness
HE..........................................IS
EVEN.............­..STRONGER
IN..........................HER
LOVE
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