Where I’m from
I am from “Hands Up”
When you see a white and blue don’t move
i am from a place of blood shed and missed opportunities
Moving to “the place of opportunities”
i am from working 10x harder than little jimmy who was born with a silver spoon and never even touched a broom
I am from needing the basic necessities to needing none
Food stamps were a saving grace to now blowing whole bags on kale and almond milk
I am from “Now i lay me down to sleep...”
Praying I don’t go to hell when I tell white lies.
And making sure i had my best coloring books for church sermons I knew nothing about
I am from everyone knowing my tea before i could even get to the table
I am from family softball game last
I am from family isn’t blood but who is there for you through thick and then like that Tv show girlfriendsss
I am from shake that ass watch yourself
Toont that thang up ...
I am from learning MLK was killed by suffocation and not gun shots
I am from all of this on the Same time line
I am from being deferred from a pretty racist school telling me to do social work and not biology
To some of the top pre med schools calling me
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