Product Of The Society Poem by Fareez Phalez

Mama, I had a bad day
I don't really like school
I can't fit in well
They say I'm not cool

Mama, I'm getting bullied
They're calling me names
I'm always a laughing stock
I feel so ashamed

Mama, I don't have any friends
Like the whole world is against me
Everyone's so mean
Why can't they let me be?

Mama, I'm sick of all these
Too much pain and anger
The world is my enemy
Not a friend, not a stranger

Mama, I finally did it
That bully had it coming
He took a chair to his head
And I sent that coward running

Mama, now I feel respected
Regardless through admiration or fear
I've learnt that the weak can't leave
So I did anything for the power

Mama, power got me new friends
And now life is fun
In fact we're like brothers
And I'm the big one

Mama, times have passed and I've changed
There's no way I can hide
My brothers took me to new places
And I fell in love with the dark side

Mama, my brothers were involved in a fight
And they needed me
And though I wasn't harmed
My brother got slashed on his knee

Mama, I heard it was supposed to be me
But I'm more to angry than I am scared
They did it to my brother
We just have to fight back

Mama, I did it for my brother
Smashed a bottle on his cheek
'Cause unlike the 'cool' kids
I don't leave my friends who are weak

Mama, I think I went too far
I'm starting to fear me
I'm only 13
What am I turning out to be?

Mama, I learnt a little too much
Stealing and doing drugs
Mama, please take me into your arms
I want to grow up once again

Mama, I hope you understand
My life story I'm trying to tell
It's hard to be an angel
When I'm living in hell

Mama, there is nothing wrong
With the way you raised me
Though I'm still your son that loves you
I'm a product of the society

2015