I Finish Where Jesmyn Ward Left Off

By AG

After Men We Reaped by Jesmyn Ward

I’ve once read a book and Jesmyn Ward said majority of black kids drop-out
I kind of see what she’s talking about
Going to school and just sit in the back alone to the great knowledge
Your classmates are achievers, most likely end up in college
If school isn’t your concern, well nor should the malice
You are smart, you are capable to achieve what your heart desires
If someone tell you different then they’re liars
Jesmyn said why not find what motivates this kid?
I agree, why not refer the kid to the school counselor?
Instead of tossing them out like a club bouncer
It’s always different strokes for different folks
I know because I was that kid, scared to ask for help
I had no confidence in myself
So I tried to be smart at being cool
I now consider myself the biggest fool
Now I’m older I realize school was my 1-way ticket from being a statistic
Quitting school gets you prison
In most instances
But you do have drop-outs who make gold from mold
But it’s a small chance
But where I stand as a man, I want you kids to believe in yourself
Believe in school and never give up!
Work sometimes can be tough
But your hardest effort is always enough

What I Wanna Be When I Grow Up Part 1

By DR

When I enter pre-school I remember, all the rules
ABCs and 123 sleep time but while the teacher reads
Itsy Bitsy Spider, for me
When the rain of home the next day the sun dries me
Seems like the only cap and gown I seen
Watching my life on this widescreen
The household struggles took away my dream
Moved from the projects, what did it cost me?
A school of learning, I was a bumblebee
But the family grew, needed more room
Didn’t know welfare was everybody’s dreams
To the second stage, if my theme getting beat up became an outside thing
So I couldn’t focus on being a king
I went to neighbor to neighbor to learn different things
Looking at God’s nature, the stray things I knew since I was the only
I hear owls (sing) that I have to keep seeing things
That’s not what I wanted to be when I grew up
Sometimes I don’t think I’ll ever grow up
I still pray every day to what I wanna be when I grow up
But just in case I don’t show up
He bless (his children) to play
Be safe and grow up
(No matter what color in your cup)
Or what’s your family luck
Just say, your prayers when you get stuck and they will show up

In This Game

By IS

Just a youngin’ in this game
Livin’ life was a struggle
In this skool every day
Getting knowledge was my hustle
Was trying to be a geek
Wasn’t trying to be a dummy,
I was trying to get dis money
And moms always said
You gotta strive to be successful
So I did what I did
‘Cuz I was tired of living stressful
I was tired of being broke
And I was tired being hungry
And living in this world,
The only way was getting money

Life Story

By A.R.

 

How do I start my life story?

Should I start when I popped out my Mother in 1994

or do I start on the day when my Father walked out the door

maybe I’ll start on the playground

where ears were covered to block  out the sound of gun sound

where a body could be found where I play

and police harass me and friends all day

writin’ my life in poetry is hard if you have nowhere

to start

Wait I can start….

When I slept with the bathroom light on

because I was scared of the dark

or even when I got beat up in the park

because I wouldn’t share my chalk

or how I was laughed at in school

because I wore shoes with no socks-

Sometimes, how do I write poetry bout my life?

When half the time I don’t know if where me and my family

Goin’ sleep at night

or was I going to be alive the following night

and make it to sunlight.

Okay, hold on, I got it get ready to take notes

starting at 10-

when I seen crack addicts sleep in the hallway

high off the drugs they smoked the previous day

when teachers in school called me dumb-

because of my test grades

So How do I start my life story?

When I can start from so many places

So, you pick like your favorite food on a menu

until then my life story is to be continued….