I am from two worlds
born with two tongues
I am from a school run by a government that wears red white and blue
but not in a stars and stripes arrangement
I am from my mothers' strength and
My fathers kindness
I am from a broken home
I am from a place where outsiders took me in
I am from spoken word and delicious beats
Where I use to walk with my walkman down the streets
Alone but never by myself
It is always with me
I also wanted to include this piece for anyone interested
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dAcJ1RmhUeQ
I find your poem interesting because both you and I mentioned in our poems "two worlds". We both describe opposing parallels in our life. For you it seems to be the contradiction in school, whether it is how it is run, or perhaps what you learn.
ReplyDeleteWe both mentioned our parents and their differences. I love how you mentioned strength and kindness in that they are very different, and yet, I believe both share many of the same underlying qualities. I believe you tie this in beautifully by stating, "I am from a place where outsiders took me in."
Are your parents the "outsiders"? If so, I interpret your poem in saying that it took both kindness and strength to take "you in".