He came in mad        

Tight lipped and full of attitude

His fist tight clenched,

Angry at the world

The school wide news cast filled him with ire

Told how his foul mouth and hatred

Bled into other's souls

More turbulence now boiled within

Every paper on his desk was quietly torn

As the rest of the class enjoyed Harry Potter

Then on a single notebook page

His distinctive words were etched in black

"You had better back off

If you know what's good for you

Or you will get a bullet

Through your f…in' head

He shot out the door at the sound of the bell

No one knew where he went

I locked my door kept my other students safe

And searched for my angry charge

He was unfound and his dad couldn't come

So our officer took the reins

With help from some others the child was apprehended

Before a disaster took place

Now gone to lock up

For observation and assessment

My hope is that he will accept and become open

To receive help with the demons who haunt his soul

But, I, as his teacher will forever wonder

If I could have done more for this boy

But I did things right for my aid and the rest

I kept them safe and protected

But, I too need to get past some fear

That one of these kids that I care for each day

Could cause me harm or maybe worse

Because at the end of every day

I want to go home to my life