Kindergarten
Everything You Need to Know You Learned in Kindergarten
I remember a day when
I was volunteering in a kindergarten classroom
And little Johnny pulled me to the side
And I thought he was about to talk to me
About Power Rangers or roller coaster rides
But he looked me in my eyes and asked me
If Jail was a good place to be?
And I sit taken aback
Like I've just been smacked
By the color of my own skin
As I ask him why
Why does an innocent boy think of such things
And he tells me that it's because his dad is in jail
But he gets three meals a day and a place to sleep
And there are times when he goes to bed without food to eat
Little Johnny the continues his oration with the declaration that
His teachers have told him that
He'll be in jail one day too
Back in forth through the revolving door
Like him and his father before
And that he should just ignore
All the advice about reaching for the stars
And trying to soar
Because little black boys can't grow wings
They can only grow handcuffs and eulogies
Little Johnny told me that his teacher end it with this
That she told Little Johnny
To never expect your dad to come back through that door
Don't get your hopes up about crossing the graduation floor
But don't be surprised if you end up
In a 9x9 cell Crying from the pain
While marking the days left on the barred window pane
Little Johnny told me that he didn't understand what she meant
So he just looked down and nodded in agreement
But then he looked me in my eyes
And told me that he didn't want that
Then he started to cry
As his fear filed tears fall from his face
He tells me that he doesn't want to go to jail
He wants to go to space
He wants to save the world
He wants to make it a better place
And now I'm crying, remembering the times
When I was in his shoes
Hearing all of the hatred and the boos
Not knowing what to do
So I kneeled down and told him that
We might not have wings
But we sure do have rockets
You have dreams, so chase them like stars and never stop
You're gonna have people coming at you from every side
Wanting your ambition to subside
Say no, Let it grow
Let me know that
You have plans to make and places you wanna go
Let em see, that you breathe
That you live, that you laugh
That you love
That you are not the all destroying flood
But the dove
Let them know, who you are
And who you will be
They see the color of your skin
But they don't see your greatness
So let them witness
Let them witness that you don't care about how much they hate you
Because you love yourself and I love you too
So little Johnny never forget what your teachers have taught you
Let it fuel you
Let it drive you to be better
Better than them, better than me, and better than yourself
And for the first time in a while Little Johnny interjects with
Why are you telling me all of this now?
And I tell him that because I was told all of this
When I was your age too
I lean in and tell him that
All the things I truly needed to know for life
I learned when I was in kindergarten
When I was I just like you
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