I'm From Me

I'm from where the streets mean to be mean,

to live life til your hearts bleed.

I'm from the last block in Roxbury, where the thugs

are bugs and the G's scream.

I'm from the first floor of the fiends, who live all day

shooting up and the fire alarm yell, waking up my daughter before  i leave.

I'm from here and there like the plastic bag that flows in the wind, and lands in the pool where the lady was found dead on her knees.

I'm from a small place called "HOME" that i share and clean with my BM even though we don't always agree.

I'm from white rice and Spanish beans to red kool-aid and icy treats.

I'm from tattoos and piercings to diaper changing and feeding, not to myself but for my teen who isn't even three.

I'm Puerto Rico, Arroyo and Rio Grande.

I'm from the "BEAN", all day is a fun day, just once a day never everyday.

I'm from where my feelings never get heard due to guns screams and kids fleeing.

I'm from "ME".  

                                                   

                                                      -Anthony F.