Where I’m from

    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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