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"Different is not broken"
Imagine,
A hopeless place, a place where 
you're told your never gunna 
matter,
where teachers give you A's 
just to get that pay,
Because our government set it 
up that way,
A place where, Parents  neglect 
their childrens learning 
disability,
turning it into mental 
retardation,
Making them suffer through 
intellectual starvation,
Imagine...imagine that place,
Now open your eyes, that place 
is our poor youths reality,
Special Ed classrooms and 
programs,
A classroom we've forgotten to 
pay attention too,
But act like we pay attetion cos 
our government supplies that 
funding,
N our teachers are given 
children who are products of 
their parents so obvious 
neglect,
N in all honesty the people,
We've stopped caring,
Please understand my passion I 
want to return hope into these 
classrooms,
These children from poor 
neighborhoods with barley the 
resources,
Whose principals fake that 
smile when the superintendent 
is observing,
When really all he's doing is 
serving the people's false hope,
That were doing all we can for 
"these poor, poor, disabled 
children" ,
We're not.
We need to start recognizing 
the streets these children are 
from,
Providing the guidance that has 
yet to come,
These children deserve a 
chance to be something in this 
world,
N not just be taught that all 
they will ever do is take up 
space.
I got kids reppin what streets 
they from,
N what gangs they bang,
Not realizing the actual 
meaning of the words that they 
speak,
Only retaining the ways of the 
gangsters influencing them 
from their block,
N the music industry ain't 
helpin them neither,
My students listening to the 
philosophies of two chainz...
When they should be listening 
to the words of Nas,
Telling them they can be what 
they wanna be if they work 
hard at it,
Instead of talkin bout what 
they want on their birthday,
using labels that degrade 
women,
Damn,
No direction at home,
Creating a social infection,
Teachers avoiding that 
reflection,
Letting them fall into the 
standard that society has 
created,
Labeling them "poor retarded 
kids"
Well I warn you I am one of 
many who are fed up,
And will do anything to see 
these kids get up,
And help them fight for their 
right to be whatever the hell 
they want to be,
It's bad enough people shun 
bec of the way they look,
What kinda crook are we to 
poison the mind of our youth,
I'm tryin not to be pessimistic,
But the way things are lookin it 
looks straight acidic, 
To stop caring bec they are all 
lost causes,
And aren't smart enough to 
contribute to this world,
The children are lost n they 
need our help,
They are our future,
Different is not broken, 
different is not stupid, different 
is NOT worthless,
Can you feel me?
Different is not broken...
We need to practice that 
mentality, 
If we want any promise in our 
reality.
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