THis poem was written by someone I admire.

I Am From
Robert John Hansen

I am from the jerk chicken in my fridge,
From my Nike Air Force 1's
and from my Craig Jordan jeans.
I am from the ghetto,
The feeling of depression
I am from the mud beneath my shoes,
I am from the tree that stands alone
in a concrete jungle.
I am from anger and shyness
From the quiet old man
and to the raging old lady.
I am from biting my nails
and chewing my lips
And from an argument over nothing.
I am from lies and betrayal
And "Show me your friends and I'll tell you who you are"
from Grandpa's chapped lips.
I am from Bob Marley's reggae music.
I am from Jamaica, Queens and Chinese, Cuban and Jamaican blood.
Rum cake and curry chicken.
From late night robberies
Where they climb through your window just for a buck.
Where we don't smile.
Living under my bed with dark souls that don't come out,
Blood from my family's past on my white walls,
And my heart ripped from my chest
By the one I love.

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