Get up

The bully pushes me to the ground 

and tells me to get up

My mom shakes me in my bed

and tells me to get up

My dad sees my fall

and tells me to get up

My teacher catches me sleeping 

and tells me to get up

now everyone is in the church

still wishing I would get up

This poem is about: 
Our world

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