It’s not fair that you’re angry It’s not fair that you’ve been made to cope It’s not fair that you’ve had no one to hear you When you don’t even know what to speak
It’s not fair that your life is unfair A child in an adult world A nasty world Unfair
Be beautiful and bright because the world needs to hear from you the most Be defiant and mean to make the world shake Use and abuse your anger to manipulate it into kind words Wise words Age old at the age of seven
It’s not fair that you’re angry It’s not fair that you’ve been made to cope
Use and abuse your anger, baby Be your superhero You don’t need the invisible cloak
“This poem was written in response to my time teaching at a Pupil Referral Unit in Manchester."