"hailing" poems - Hello Poetry

Though in dexterity my physically challenged carpenter father, Than the physically fit proves better,as a source to his anger, With contemporaries a level ground he enjoyed never! From late childhood there was one thing that me used to bother, why my so discriminated father On his turn true to cultural dictates,ill treats my domestic chores saddled mother And heeds not her say though by the sweat of their brow As responsible parents they were happily bringing my sister and I together? I still wonder why ,why ,why my sister who has IQ On par with me if not better,to help out mother Suffering a cold shoulder even by her mom was denied the right to pursue education further While I was given a chance to prove a man of letter(s)? I remember, crossing many a pool, barefooted, I used to trek A long distance to a nearby town's a school, Where for my provincial and shabby clothes I was seen a fool By the relatively rich in showing courtesy far from cool. Though stationery they didn't lack , sad,I had a hand tied behind my back. Alas,up on joining campus where I yearned for the sagacious a chance There too in my class,I was looked down by students Hailing from families of the top brass. When I went abroad for a higher education enjoying fellowship and donation Worse still, I met many, colour has coloured whose vision. Ironically my dissertation was drawing attention To why should the broad mass be standers by And with ill-fate marked die While the favoured ,racist and the corrupt few gobble over 3/4 of the pie? /

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Feb 8, 2016

Feb 8, 2016 at 3:11 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Inequalities of all shades(revised)

Though in dexterity my physically challenged carpenter father, Than the physically fit proves better,as a source to his anger, With contemporaries a level ground he enjoyed never! From late childhood there was one thing that me used to bother, why my so discriminated father On his turn true to cultural dictates,ill treats my domestic chores saddled mother And heeds not her say though by the sweat of their brow As responsible parents they were happily bringing my sister and I together? I still wonder why ,why ,why my sister who has IQ On par with me if not better,to help out mother Suffering a cold shoulder even by her mom was denied the right to pursue education further While I was given a chance to prove a man of letter(s)? I remember, crossing many a pool, barefooted, I used to trek A long distance to a nearby town's a school, Where for my provincial and shabby clothes I was seen a fool By the relatively rich in showing courtesy far from cool. Though stationery they didn't lack , sad,I had a hand tied behind my back. Alas,up on joining campus where I yearned for the sagacious a chance There too in my class,I was looked down by students Hailing from families of the top brass. When I went abroad for a higher education enjoying fellowship and donation Worse still, I met many, colour has coloured whose vision. Ironically my dissertation was drawing attention To why should the broad mass be standers by And with ill-fate marked die While the favoured ,racist and the corrupt few gobble over 3/4 of the pie? /