When every pencil meant a sacrifice
his parents boarded him at school in town,
slaving to free him from the stony fields,
the meagre acreage that bore them down.
They blushed with pride when, at his graduation,
they watched him picking up the slender scroll,
his passport from the years of brutal toil
and lonely patience in a barren hole.
When he went in the Bank their cups ran over.
They marvelled how he wore a milk-white shirt
work days and jeans on Sundays. He was saved
from their thistle-strewn farm and its red dirt.
And he said nothing. Hard and serious
like a young bear inside his teller's cage,
his axe-hewn hands upon the paper bills
aching with empty strength and throttled rage.
This poem is Warren Pryor by Alden Nowlan.
Question is "Even though this story poem is written b a third person narrator who describes what happened to Warren Pryor, there are, in fact, three people in the poem who have viewpoints. Who are they?
Are the three people Warren Pryor and his parents? Or is it him as a kid, him as an adult, and his parents(who share a viewpoint)?
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