Walking To School

Walking To School

I walked to school each morning.
I used my own two feet.
I didn’t have some fancy car
Or some bus blasting heat

I’d get there early
With no one around
Until security was so surly
They started to hound
Me all about “Your just way too early.
Your just not allowed.”

I told them not to blame me
Just blame my poverty
or maybe my widowed mother with houses to clean
or maybe the economy, in all it’s insecurity
or maybe Obama with nothing yet changed.
Just not me. I don’t own this shame.