| Essay 1 |
I Am I am from Pigtails From boxbraids and cornrows I am from sitting on the stoop Watching the pigeons look for food I am from the rosebush The tall pine Who like myself are beautiful, Protective,and strong I am from bananas and eyeglasses From Antoine and Blair I�m from the wanna-bees And have it alls From stuck up to fed up I�m from an 80�s baby To a beautiful lady I�m from Gravesend to Countrytime From baked ziti�s to fried chicken From the life my grandfather lost to the The struggle The heart my forefathers showed to pave the way In my closet is a bag Overflowing with memories Shades of faces I never knew Beyond my dreams I am from those shades, those faces From past to present Another symbol of the family tree. |