My vida

Here thy lie son of the great unkown.

Born out of the land with no chance nor hope.

Father surpases the many conflicts in life ,

for his presence not valid in the life of the wise.

Mother caregiver of an alone diciplined chiid

whose goals seek high standards no less but thiger.

The future awaits a conflictous living

for thy life is no different than a standerous being.

Beyond these halls of pure despirations

lay's a scroll with great cogradulations,

on ahead these walls will open 

and a journey awaits with great hope and promotions.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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jesus.vazquez

A poem despiting how my life without a father and no sign of ctizenship has awoken from the land of Mexico from where I come.

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