I am from town homes,
from busy streets and calm parks.
I am from streets filled with children,
(Whose laughter fills the air.)
I am from the blood of my ancestors,
who have led me here today,
as if for a reason.
I’m from cheesesteaks with “whiz”
and onions, from Geno’s and Pat’s
I’m from Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids with a
laugh and a lesson in there too.
I’m from brotherly love, and sisterly grace.
I’m from Hip-Hop and Rap, with a twist of
soul, just trying to be myself.
I’m from Cee Lo and Kanye from f*** you and e.t.
From the sounds in my life, to the ones in yours, they will be great if you listen.
In the closet there was a box, with old books and papers, a page with no words,
a chapter without a name,
I am from those times and places – never to stay or go,
just a man in his thoughts, wanting to go back.
This poem was penned by Sam (age 13) using a copy/change exercise from the original Where I’m From poem by George Ella Lyon. April is National Poetry Poetry Month. If your child has a poem to share, we’d love to publish it.
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