The Schoolboy

He sits at his desk in the room.
His teacher asking each of them a question.
“Please not me” he begs in his mind.
“Please not me,” he closes his eyes.

But she asks him anyway.
Looking up, he tries to speak but he cannot.
Nothing is familiar to him now.
He sweats, he panics, he stutters.

He looks up at his teacher with his hopeless face,
and whispers “I don’t know”

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