by Monkeygirl
I am from a family
who teaches manners
who teaches respect
I am from a neighborhood
where I hear hip hop and rap
where I hear yelling
where I hear bells on the Ice cream trucks
where I hear televisions.
I am from a school
where I see new teachers
where I meet new students
where I learn to do the best I can
I am from a kitchen
where the dishes are done
where the trash is taken out
where the fried chicken and macaroni is made
I am from nachos
where it's not as gooey as soup
cheesier than a McChicken
from McDonalds
I am from a school
where all you hear is
whistling, tapping pencils, tapping shoes,
talking, and yelling
I am from the air
where you smell food
where you smell chopsticks
I am from my mom's
light brown eyes, short hair
where she dresses like a teenager
with her Hanna Montana shirt.
Character Appearance
15 years ago
1 comment:
I'm really feeling this poem. I like that the artist used repition and other literary devices (nice similes!) to draw the reader in.
Nice work.
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