I recently read this poem for the first time and it moved me to tears
famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/gwendolyn_brooks/poems/4136

It's 'The Mother' by Gwendolyn Brooks.

And another of my favourites (at the moment) is

SOME PEOPLE by Rita Ann Higgins (1988)

Some people know what it is like,

to be called a cunt in front of their children

to be short for the rent

to be short for the light

to be short for school books

to wait in Community Welfare waiting rooms full of smoke

to wait two years to have a tooth looked at

to wait another two years to have a tooth out (the same tooth)

to be half strangled by your varicose veins, but you’re 198th on the list

to talk into a banana on a jobsearch scheme

to talk into a banana on a jobsearch dream

to be out of work

to be out of money

to be out of fashion

to be out of friend

to be in for the Vincent de Paul man

(sorry, mammy isn’t in today she’s gone to Mars for the weekend)

to be in Puerto Rico for the blanket man

to be dead for the coal man

(sorry, mammy passed away in her sleep, overdose of coal in the teapot)

to be in hospital unconscious for the rent man (St Jude’s ward 4th floor)

to be second hand

to be second class

to be no class

to be looked down on

to be pissed on

to be shat on

and other people don’t.
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Wed 7 Jan 2009, 12:23, Reply)