A Community, My Community

Wed, 07/29/2015 - 18:58 -- Marlyn5

Location

75244
United States
32° 55' 52.4928" N, 96° 50' 25.656" W

They are different, they are diverse.

They are Asian, they are African American

They are Mexican, they are Salvadorian, they are Guatemalan

They are Americans and they are not, they are who they are.

They work hard, they get what they work for, for what they deserve.

 

They are everywhere and they are here.

I don't know what they do, but I know why they're here.

They walk, they run, they meet, and they eat.

I walk, I run, I see what they see, and I like it here.

 

It’s the people, it’s the place,

It’s the different flavors in the food we taste,

It’s the places we see and the place in where we live,

It’s everything this place gives to see.

 

And we are different and we are same.

We learn, we work, we live.

We speak different languages, but we understand.

We see, we hear, we smell, we touch, we taste.

We sense and seek protection for and from this place.

 

We grow from what this place offers

And from what we give,

We grow together, we are AWESOME.

 
This poem is about: 
My community

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