Youth

Being dyslexic shouldn't be a white technicians affair
or an exile to a specialist boarding school 
I haven't an insurmountable problem
I've enough skills already
I have an acute History knowledge
just by discussing it with my Dad
I can tag cars and planes for my drawings
it's annoying being unable to pronounce
words i cant spell
or withstanding my sisters jibes 
Yet it is always Mother dearest 
coming to my emotional rescue
when the panning got out of hand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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