To be or To Be Basically

A teacher

they tell me 

my mother

a teacher

my blood 

spews knowledge 

but I

Do not

art

music and passion

not hydrogen 

atoms

or genes

My mother

so smart

feeds me

from her brain

imbedded 

as a child

to educate 

less practical 

more freeing

unsupported

more empowering

ideas

that they

do not

understand

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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