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Main » Articles » Poetry » EJ

College Poverty
Shoes with holes,
Jeans with patches,
Shirts that have seen
Much better days.
Still neat and clean
But a well worn appearance
That gains me the pitying glances
And horrified looks
Of old acquaintances.
The hollow sound,
Of my mother's voice
As she explains
I simply can't come home.
Not this week.
Maybe next.
I'm not like them,
Those other students.
I can't just wait.
I miss my family
But I'm stuck here
Not even allowed
A few small luxuries.
My face grows thin,
Ragged clothes don't fit,
My book bag is held together
By only safety pin stitches.
Time passes; so does class.
Not this week either,
But soon she promises.
Soon I can go home.
--Never soon enough.
Category: EJ | Added by: EJKridom (01 April 10) | Author: EJ Kridom
Views: 282 | Comments: 2 | Rating: 5.0/1
Total comments: 2
2 AdminCloud  
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New to this site but I have to say your words here are amazingly true and touching to me

1 wolffproduction  
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Speaks so well of what a lot of college kids do go through just to be able to go to a good college. Very nicely done with this one.

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