This poem from beginning to end
Is all of me, now and then.
My Past indescribable as it can be
Was not so sad you see.
It was a time of innocence, living wild and free.
But that all changed, as we came in search for the “American Dream”
Time flied by
first grade fun,
sixth grade work,
ninth grade team,
To twelfth grade year when all the hard work and grades are to colleges like a beam.
Which leads us to the Present
The innocences once had, no longer held but absent
It’s because of the future beginning, as I write and wait on colleges, this moment.
I see it all from the division of
How we look like,
Where we are from,
What we believe in,
When once I was innocent and believe that this was part of being Human
Exposed to all the different stereotypes the malicious slurs
The exposure to this cruel reality was power to my life
How much can be said about the future
Only that it's being created at this point in time.
My decisions and my dreams affect my future
It is why I choose to believe that the only division that divides us
What we believe we can accomplish
Where we believe we will make a difference in life
How we get to the bright future we all seek
This poem and its ideas are all of me
And when I accomplish all my dreams and goals
You will see
That stereotypes and malicious slurs never stopped me
My Life Story is Power
And this day, this Hour
This poem is Me.