The Final Report

You like to hold up the love of your son
As proof he is the head of his classes,
But when you look at all that he has done,
He is just another of the masses.
You cannot claim that he is the smartest
Just because you wish for it to be so.
You just need to see him taking a test
That you’ll recognize him to be below.
Maybe if you engaged in his learning
And tried to grow in his abilities
Then the longings in which you are yearning
Would be worthy of the praise that you tease.
Practice in the art of education,
And stop with this grade negotiation.