My First Poem

She was removed from class tonight

I can still see her smiling face and the way her eyes sparkled
when talking to the other students
She sat unaware of the controversy she stirred up
She stopped smiling when the police came to talk to her
Her look was puzzled, but her action cooperative

She ought to be beautiful
But, she created anxiety when she spoke
I do not know how to understand her or not be frightened when she talks

Even when she takes her meds

My heart hurts for her
I wish for her the bright future that was her birthright
What caused the bright light to dim?

I shall never know
She has rights, but so do I
How do I draw the line between her right to be
And my right to feel safe