Friday, November 7, 2008

a part of me ^_^

A part of me

I’m “the roots of my ancestors”
A golden skin mejicana.
Dark crystal eyes like the night sky.
With a small nose and sharp sense of smell.
Shy like a flower hiding in the shadows.


A mejicana who’s independent.
A senior in high school; going out to college.
A girl who still has many things to discover.
A bird trapped in a cage; who wants to be free.


I ‘m a mejicana who’s been through many struggles.
I left my life in the ranch to live in the city.
My childhood left behind, to live for the future.


I was dazed and confused the time my parents divorced.
My perfect life was destroyed in those few seconds.
My heart shattered into a million pieces.
But that’s a part of my life, and who I am today.


One day I want to go back to the place where I was born.
To go back to the one who raced me like I was her own: my grandma.
The feel of the land surrounding me;
like a sheet of comfort.
The feel of the air against my skin caressing me.



For now I have no choice but to endure only pieces.
Things like celebrating el dia de los muertos.
La noche buena that makes feel like I’m back to my roots
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2 comments:

Nicholas said...

sounds grim but it's elaborate and well-thoughtout

Janette said...

i thought it was a great poem keep up the good work