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Loud is what others call me
Ghetto is what people think of me
My name is longer than the alphabet
But that doesn’t mean my education should be guessed
Intelligence is what I soak up
Laughing away pain is what I put up
Day by day and night by night
Generosity is what I prosper
And a scholarship is what you offer
To be successful is what I wanna be
Journalism is within me
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community