Was he ever one to do his homework?
He wasn't, at least not often.
He would scrape over the pages with his eyes
jumble up the symbols and signs
read over and over the instruction and lines
then droop low into a sulk and softly sigh,
"I don't want to do this."
However, inside his little head
ringing about in his vast little mind
a harsher sound could be heard
a scream, a shout, a curse, a plea
"I don't know how to do this!
How am I supposed to do this?
Please, Please! Help me!"
