Walking home from school
A young boy all calm and chill
Had no idea of how
His mother would lose her cool
Through the door he entered
Yet before laying down his backpack
His mother's displayed patience had lack
"Why you have B in Biology,
And C in all other class?
Why you not do better?
Only thing you do is go on computer
You have just one A
Why you no care for grade?"
Now the boy's heart sank to the ground
And from within whispered to the Almighty for aid